What would you to be on the other side of the mirror?
Sometimes I just wanna step to the other side and disapear
The heart on your sleeve,
Your voice that decieves
It’s too much,
And yet it’s not enough
It’s more than it seems,
It’s not what I want
But something I need
I bury it in the depths of my dreams
There’s a cold feeling when my body lays still
It’s time for a disaster,
Or maybe just a thrill
The pain brings the sleep on
And my sanity is gone
But somehow I know it will be okay
Maybe it’s better that way
Can I say what I mean?
Can I think what I feel?
I don’t know if its fake
Please make it be real
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem