I'm so tired.
I just want to go back home.
I have to let you all think I'm ok.
So that you don't suspect.
Suspect what I am going to do.
I hate my life.
I only have one path to take.
As I walk down to the train tracks.
I'm hoping It'll all be over soon.
Here I am sitting there waiting.
Waiting for the train to come.
well, cant say anything about that situation if it was a real story poem....: ( but as a poem i like it...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
its sad Amy, life made you think like this at so young age...good poem..