I can't handle this,
I can't take it anymore.
More hurting, and more pain,
my soul inside of
me is broken into pieces.
Why? Why? Why? Why do people
especially people who pretend
to be your friends, say mean
things?
The pain inside is killing me,
I cry and cry, wondering
Where is God?
But my heart and soul will
eventually will heal, but not
right now, it will take a
while for it to heal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem