you look at me
like I'm a freak
because you don't understand
the pinpricks of tears stinging my eyes
because you're not like me
you don't know how it feels
to be left out
to be ignored
to loose a friend
and have to pretend you don't care
you've always had everything you wanted
you don't know what it's like
to worry about money
to wonder if your little sister will get any christmas presents this year
And you definitely don't know how it feels
to have it all crashing down on you
so you shrug off my pain
you say I'm a crybaby
but that's because
you'll never understand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love to read your poems because I can relate to most of them. It is very moving and comes from the bottom of your heart. You spill your soul onto the paper when you write. That's what makes it poetry.