I don't know why,
certain things are written
and others are not.
I can understand,
how the lines on sheet of paper,
reflect the scarlet lines on their wrists
and I can understand
how under-eating
indulges the ego
I can understand
trying to understand your soul
by detailing its character
But I don't know why,
you'd think,
that by smearing tears
across a computer screen,
anything will change.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can understand trying to understand your soul by detailing its character