i see you hiding in the back of the crowd, standing there with your face down
i know what it feels like to not be talked to or just be left alone like they forgot you
theres an empty whole in your heart and you keep waiting for someone to fill it back up untill that whole gets bigger and bigger untill it's all gone
now u know what it feels like to be heartless or not have happiness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem