Some days I hate me
Today is that kind of day
The pain I cause makes me shake
On the outside I look the same
Inside dark and deep
the little boy cries again
Outside my tears do not fall
My stare does not break
Some days I hate me
This is one of those days
A smile plastered to my face
Blue eyes hollow to their core
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem