He makes me laugh and have fun
I try to escape my smile and run
I begin to wonder how could this be
How can he stop the pain in me
The pain has always been there
And all I can do now is just stare
I wonder if he feels like a man
And this is all part of a plan
Is any of this real?
Is this the way we both feel?
I’m the dark person here
But he’s always there to lend an ear
As my eyes are tainted and no longer alive
All your caring and your heart thrives
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem