I know how you feel,
But I wish I didn’t.
Our sadness is overwhelming.
Our depression is oppressing everyone.
Life seems better without us.
No one knows I feel like this.
No one will understand,
But what you don’t know is,
I understand how you feel.
Forever alone.
Forever dying inside.
With no one to care.
No one to care.
No one to understand the pain they cause.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem