I walk along this sorrowful street,
Constantly staring down at my feet,
I look up and give a yell,
Where am I?
This must be hell.
There is no one here that I can see,
I'm by myself, how can this be?
I continue walking, what can I do?
There is no one here, not even you.
To look upon you're smiling face,
Would surely brighten up this place,
But in the end you're still not here,
And to my eyes that sends a tear.
And so I walk along this path,
There is no happiness, I cannot laugh,
At this point my heart is stone,
I wander this road, forever alone.
So true so true. I feel that ALL the time. I always think 'Who Am I' so this poem is a definite 10 -Ellie
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i know how you feel,10 from me!