I've been told so many times
don't lie
and
the truth will set you free.
Do you really want the truth?
Well here it is,
I hate this world,
I hate this family,
I hate this life.
Every night,
I cry myself to sleep.
Every day,
I fake a smile,
I pretend there isn't a knife waiting for me at home
and that I don't think about suicide every minute of every day.
That is the truth.
Are you sure you still want to know?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem