Happiness prevails and turns into nothing
Killing pains that tell me it’s something
We tend to lie just to save face
But no matter how much I try, I’ll always be your disgrace
I’ve died for you but you still don’t care
It’s just made your life easier that I’m not there
So now I’m left in a tear-filled coffin
I’ve tried to be happy but it doesn’t happen often
So judged by unforgiving and disgusting faces
You’ll be the death of me in all my cases
I’m so tired I can’t sleep
Never was how I was supposed to be
Kill me before I could be ok
Don’t worry that will never happen anyway
So my minds confused and I don’t know what to do
To my darkness and my depression … I love you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So so many people in this situation. I like the way you have told this story.