I'm sick and tired of calling myself
lost, empty and hopeless
although I still feel
that thoes are the only words
that describe me well...
My privacy is raped
My right to self is raked
And yet I can't stop myself hearing
me from saying that
if I can't live my life my own way
I'd be better off dead! ! !
Pranesh...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good one......keep writing