Don't ask me how I've been
For I will lie again and again
Right to your face
I'll say I'm fine
But in my mind
I'm dying
The thoughts are dark
And I can't see
A clear path to believe
I try so hard to make them go
But I fail and they start to flow
Flow back into my mind
Where they stay all day
Telling me lies that I believe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem