Am I a bad person?
What am I paying for?
I've been receiving so much punishments,
and not a bit of happiness.
I've been trying to behave,
I've been trying to be good,
but everything I do,
turns into something wrong.
I must be the cruelest being on earth,
for my payment to be this,
loosing you for ever,
and not having a chance to get you back.
Everything of me pushes you away,
Every thought, every feeling,
and the more you get close,
the more I have to face loneliness.
What am I paying for?
have I broken a heart? Have I hurt a friend?
If the answer is no,
then what am I paying for?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very emotional write, filled with much rejection and sorrow, but not always is it your falt... Someday, maybe, he will be asking the same question.......... Bonie