so how is it that you have the right to judge me.
cause i am so confused.
you used me. let me down.
yet you sit there telling me what i should and shouldn't do.
how i'm lettin ghim use me.
how i have no self respect.
like i don't think it every day.
every day.
when i look at myself,
do you think i don't see my pathetic self?
the me that i wish i could be is far fom here..
and because of this one person
i'm loosing everyone and everything..
laying here. bleeding. scarred.
do you not see that i was already broken?
A reflect of inner self, your lines are filled with your hearts tears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your work has a depth far beyond your years. Keep up the great work...Jeff.