This feeling inside
I’ve felt it before
It’s one of a kind
I don’t want anymore
It’s the feeling I get
When at look at myself
I am hungry and yet
I have naught on my shelf
It’s a feeling I share
With people worldwide
Nobody cares
That I’m stuck on this ride
I return to my house
All tired and dirty
I’m as small as a mouse
And I’ve already turned thirty
This feeling inside
It hurts me, its true
But until I had felt it
I truly never knew
I have stories to tell
Of my life and great things
To be heard I must yell
While everybody sings
Now I sit in my house
One size fits all
I remember the mouse
And thank god I’m not tall
I’d mostly be wet
If I couldn’t fit in
I won in a bet
My big garbage tin
This feeling inside
I can hardly bear
But there’s no one beside
Nobody to share
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This poem reminds me of this time of my life, , when this world turned to nothing, , and I felt like I was locked up inside, , this poem is good, , there's lots of meaning after it.