I want to make everyone happy with me
I know it's impossible to do
But I try anyway
Because being mad at myself is all I can handle
And the pain from that in it's self hurts like hell
I have such a big heart for others
Yet only a little one for myself
Maybe a good thing for them
But some days I pray for the abilty to forget my past
Move on with my life
And love myself just as much as I do you and the others
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem