Pain;
The only thing society wants to give to me.
I don’t understand why this keeps happening,
But I try to see the good in it,
Sometimes though
No matter how hard I try I just can’t.
Maybe I’m destined to be alone,
Shut out from this world,
Because nobody gets me,
Nobody wants me,
Nobody loves me; the real me.
My tears sound like drumbeats echoing throughout this room,
And I don’t know how much longer I can take it,
Before I go mad.
This endless cycle of tears and anguish,
A carousel ride that will not stop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem