Trying not to think about it but its really hard the thoughts that I have I cant just disregard
I cant control the things I feel part of me wishes its all not real
Ive never been hurt bullied or even abused which is why feeling this way makes me confused
I dont know whats bothering me
Everything, I have started to oversee
None of this makes sense, this is not my personality
I simply
wish I can go back to my originality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem