I feel lonely, I feel sad,
I feel helpless, I feel mad,
I feel upset, I feel beat,
I feel empty and incomplete.
Why do I feel this way?
I've tried to make it go away!
But as if a boomerang, these feelings return,
Sometimes these emotions can even burn!
I burn inside like a loaded fire,
I call myself happy, then I call myself a liar!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
THAT IS GREAT! ! ! I WASENT SURE WHAT TO SAY TO IT LOL GREAT WRIGHT