What do I live for?
Who do I please?
How can I feel?
What don’t I see?
When will this end?
When do I start?
What can I do?
What do I control?
What can I say,
and how do I say it?
I want to stop thinking about me,
And start talking to you…
But…
Will I become reliant?
Will you be my lifeline?
Will things be the same,
Just in a different place?
Will you let me live?
Would you care if I die?
Would you even know what Love is?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem