From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were- I have not seen
As others saw-
My heart to joy at the same tone-
And all I loved- I loved alone-
I imagined friends to love me
I imagined that I played with them the whole day..
But sad that they were not real
Thats how I ended up being lonely I can say..
Now that I have grown up I thought things might change..
but everything is the same except my bloody age! !
still talking to my imaginary friends
and waiting for someone to love me..
I think its not possible in this life, next birth maybe! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem