What is wrong with people these days?
Like why can't they watch what they have to say?
I walk around and observe others actions
and one thing I notice is that nobody listens
I have rights as a human being to cry on the bus, don't I?
I don't have to lie
but I choose to; so I can live like nothing's wrong
while suffocating with this pain all along
now I'm happy all the time; my smile shines bright
but it kills me when I'm at night
its cause I'm alone; by myself; with no one left to keep me on line
and in the morning; I lie saying I'm fine
remember everything I told you? How I was fixed; unbroken; and full of joy?
all because of that one boy
remember him? He was everything I could ask for; made me blush
but also made my blood rush
remember him? I do; every time his hand collided with me; do you remember?
no you don't cause I never told you; I was a god damn good actor
when the tears escaped; I said because I was missing someone close
because that's how life goes
the tears fall
the mind remembers it all
that's how it's suppose to be; am I right?
to me; everyone has something to hide at night...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem