Everyday, a day is a part of my life, but everyday is all bad luck, even I got picked for life, I still think i am cursed and if i am i think it makes sense because everywhere i go i feel like i am not fitting i don't feel like my self anymore, sometimes i even lose my sanity but when someone cares about me i care always but that still not enough. (Even everyone cares but do i feel like i dont fit in? Its time for questions lets see how you answer to it (If you were like me, what would you do?)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem