I can feel myself falling apart, with every step that I take.
I tried to stay strong, as my heart slowly fell away.
I did my best to hold my head high, when nothing else in the world was right.
I hurt myself time and again, but still put you first instead.
I hid my pain, and made sure you were okay.
I put myself last…. Why?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem