I am the hurt you feel when the one you loves falls for a friend
I am the happiness and depression you feel when she says they were meant to be
I am the fake smile you have has they say they love each other
I am the hatred you feel when he asks you to be his best man
I am the rage you feel when he hurts her
I am the suicide once you realize you could've said something
I am the one that kicks the chair out from under you as you think 'I must go to heaven because this as been my hell'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem