Maybe I'm unique
Maybe I'm just weak
Maybe my bad judgement is catching up with me
I'm probably just scared
I'm probably too naive, so unaware
I probably let it happen like I didn't care
When it all comes down to it, I need a hand to hold
When it all comes down to it, I may look it but I'm not that bold
When it all comes down to it, I'm always the one left out in the cold
I need a day without doubt
I need a way out
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem