i was there...now im here,
in the dark in my room i died,
died before i hit the ground,
no one hurd not a sound,
becouse no one was around,
the emptyness got to me,
no more looking for the right,
no more scared of the light,
no more looking becouse now i see,
no more being scared becouse now is all come true,
the rong is now gone,
the right has been served,
now i see know one even really noticed me,
but now this is how it has to be,
i died no more to be in the way,
no more to be left aside,
now no more i have to hide,
people said that life is a ride,
well this girl life decided to throw aside! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful. ~Dallas