Ever felt the need to cut
But knowing that it would
Hurt them more
Than it would help you
That your death
Only would make
Them hate you more
And you can’t stand that
The fact that you
Don’t want to live
Cause it hurts to know
The truth
That they will
Leave and forget
You’ll be left alone
And they don’t care
You will go back
To the friendless state
Be depressed
And scared
You will try to kill
Yourself
And be free
Of the pain
But you know that it
Will hurt them more
When you’re gone
So you stay…
~2007~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is hard some times to stay. Being different to all is each day. To that, do you stay? .............iip