Everyday I awake more confused
yet I love and live alone
I want to be held
I don't want to sit in a dark room
I want to be calmed
I don't want to yell in your face
I want to be encouraged
I don't want to watch your soul die
I want to be loved
I don't want to dream alone
I want to be content
Is that so wrong?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem