i don't want you to read this,
i dont want you to see...
what exactly it is, that you've done to me...
i'll escape into the dard time.
scribble down my fears.
but you were never meant to see this,
never meant to see this.
never meant to see,
what you did to me.
if i can keep it written down.
only words to bleed.
only paper to see the way
my heart breaks.
then i wont have to die
for what you did to me.
if we keep on going with our pretend smiles
i'll write my angry poetry, and move on.
you don't have to acknowledge this!
you're not supposed to see this!
you're not supposed to read this! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem