How do I quit feeling like damaged goods?
And I have nothing to offer in life?
How do I get past being left all alone?
By the on I used to call my wife?
How do I put the hurt behind me?
How do I start my life again?
How do I find some one to love?
How do I a relationship begin?
For I feel I have little to offer,
My hope seems is growing dim;
I used to look outside for answers,
Now it seems I only live within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem