Hopelessness, thy cruel grasp clutching my breast
All that I can tell myself is that I've done my best
Depression, heavy on my shoulders
You bear me down
I force a smile
Although I'd rather frown
The people surround me
Knowing I don't belong
Asking, always asking what is wrong
My answer never wavers
As my bottoms lip then quavers
I just shake me head in shame
And say that everything's the same
They then start to crowd around
I wish they would leave, just go away
Inside i feel completely sad and grey
they ask and ask, but i wont make a sound
This is my battle
That is my delusion
That we are all just cattle
I must break the illusion
Stop moving with everyone else
I must start moving as myself
I alone can see me for who I am
I feel more battered than
An overused battering ram
Now that you are aware
That there are people here and there
That have this feeling deep, deep inside
Their emotions on a rollercoaster ride
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