Why cant i sleep at night?
why must i watch mom cry?
why couldnt i be a child?
why must my emotions hide?
why do you yell?
why wont i cry?
why am i so messed up?
why cant i die?
why am i miserable,
just to make you happy?
why cant the pain go numb?
why do the bad feelings trap me?
why was i born?
why must i be stronger?
The answer is you,
my 'loving' father.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can empathize here...some people just shouldn't be parents...I guess.