In a world of personality
I can't seem to find me
Lives that are themselves
Here I am as someone else
Because I'm not acceptable
Dissapointments hardly deniable
When it shows in their eyes
That say nothing but lies
That aren't meant to hurt me
But leave me so empty
Because I know they don't care
But I couldn't dare
To point out my pain
They'd be so ashamed
Of who I think I am
Again and again
I find time alone
To wish I was home
With my lost family
And not with my enemy
That hates me for living
That thinks I'm deserving
Of my thoughts of suicide
Of every tear I've cried
In agony
In symphony
So caught in a trance
Of a rhythmic dance
To go through the motions
That just feed me notions
Of who I might be
For now I'm empty
I like the 'symphony' 'trance' 'rhythmic dance' bit it reminds me of music and how it can portray emptiness keep it up x o
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sweey music through my comp scrren more plz