Have you ever wanted to talk, but never really dared? Or missed that opportunity to tell them that you cared? Pretend that it doesn't hurt, and said that its okay? And spent each day wishing it'd all just go away? Acted how you're 'supposed to' so no one knew you cried: and never let them see how you really felt inside?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem