Right now I want to eat......
So I can feel complete......
So that I can feel Real,
And not have to worry about how I Really feel! ! ! ! !
I look around and see that I havent accomplished any thing) :
Except giving life to a little girl,
And she is my world(:
Yet I have to realize I am sick in it.
So do I eat my pain inside or deal with it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem