I thought I could never be explained so easily,
I was always confused or scared of being 'open',
Hoping one day that all this mess,
Will all clear itself out,
And one day I will be able to hear myself aloud,
To my own group of people,
I want to help the world in a positive way,
But that will never happen because like myself,
This world will never change,
And I don't expect to change any time soon,
So I can give up on my hopes and dreams,
And join the other group of the broken hearted,
I think I might have some serious issues,
Good thing that there is no one listening,
I think it helps a lot more when I am thinking in the silence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem