Father,
Another date was your day
But you put me under the shame
And today, we’re not the same
I’m writing what I can’t say
I’ll speak it by my way
Because like this I could be safe
You’re not happy
You’re driving us to the worst side
And I’ve got some questions
That will possess me all my life
Dad, I’m sorry
I can’t continue pretending
I know, you’re not happy
We lost everything
I want to show you, how I can be
But you’re crushing my feelings
I’d like if you could see
That your words are not true in nothing
You’re driving me wild
Cannot you see that I’m a child?
I’m not an insect
I’m just no perfect
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem