how am i ment to deal,
listening to everyone,
never telling what,
with each one getting worse.
i tell them how i see it,
i tell them how to fix it,
i even tell them what it really is,
and still they do nothing to change it.
they expect me to do it for them,
i forget my own and do it,
as they clearly cant,
and i myself become a mess.
not once do they help me,
not that i want them to,
it would just be nice,
to have them listen to my woes.
but no!
i keep it all in once again,
as they need me to help again.
im being crushed and can not get out.
im stuck in this void once again.
scream out for help.
and not being heard.
im stuck in this place.
nul and void.
a darkened room.
with little air.
i wish they would help themselves.
so i could help me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem