I feel so out of place;
I don't know what to do
I thought i'd be alright
but my thoughts are still of you.
I don't want to eat;
I don't want to sleep,
But my memories of you
I'll always keep.
You were my lover,
And my best friend
But suicide is where
This all has to end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem