Failure.
Again and Again.
I've failed again. I'm stuck and lost.
It hurts, or is it all fake?
I don't understand my emotions.
I don't understand who I am.
If I don't know who I am, how am I supposed to figure out who I want to be?
I want to be better.
I don't want these issues,
I drag them with me everywhere.
Big heavy chains, clanking and following me everywhere.
This baggage is more than I can take.
Chronic stress brings me down,
My health decreases,
I'm sick.
But I'm not truly,
Am I?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem