I don't know what to feel anymore
I don't know what to think
My soul is gone inside
All that's left is pain
I struggle to find my way
I cry to die and be rid of this life
It's so hard to forget this hurt
To wonder what it was that made it go away
I look in a mirror
And see what lies beneath
A broken and beaten girl
A soul that's gone; deceased
I see below the surface
Behind the happy mask
I see who I am
And what others believe
I know when the spell is broken
All that's left will be me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem