I'm sick of feeling like a freak,
Feeling too afraid to speak.
In case i mutter a wrong word,
In case when i speak I'm not heard.
Why do i feel like i constantly need to cry,
When you ask me that I HAVE to lie?
Whats the point in telling everyone?
If I can't tell you but........I need someone!
I HATE being pathetic and feeling sad!
I HATE them thinking that I'm, Bad!
You ask me why i cant tell you whats
going through my brain.......
WHY i twitch and shake and go insain...
But if I did that you'd think me a freak,
And then I'd be terrified to speak.
And the words i mutter would be in fear,
And the truth would be, just too hard to hear.
I don't know whats wrong with me.
It's just that no one can see!
that i need somebody!
JUST TO LISTEN TO ME!
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow. I've felt like that so many times, shut out and ignored.