My feelings are being stored,
Stored deep inside my heart,
They're aching really deep,
Trying to find their way out.
My family is not with me,
Not with my wishes and my thoughts,
They're being turned into my nightmares,
That'll haunt me till I'm gone.
I never understood myself,
Didn't know if I felt for you,
I knew I couldn't reach out my hand
And tell you that I like you.
But then you made a confession,
A confession about liking me.
But I have no choice
But to erase the feelings,
I have to find a way out of this.
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