I sat in the window staring out at the starrless sky
I sometimes wonder, will I ever learn to fly?
Yet I know, even that is impossible for someone like me
How is it I'm alive, or how is it I can be?
I stare at the scars on my wrist
Everytime I look, I know I still exist
I just wish I could leave this nightmare
But I know the consequences, I wouldn't dare
Yet you still believe in me
You are my eyes when I can't see
You are my ears when I can't hear
And you catch my one single tear
My hopes have died, I feel no sorrow
I feel it'll all end at the beginning of tomorrow
But you still believe, you still know I'm here
I just hope you can save me before I drown in my tears
My heart has since been rotting away
My family doesn't care for me, to them I'm just a stray
They constantly pull me in two, tearing me apart
But I hope that we can still keep our bleeding hearts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very beautiful expression of torrents of sorrows and pain.