Finally it comes down to me
My ignorance
My feeling of superiority
It’s gotten old
I can’t blame anyone else any longer
For the twisted games I play
That I thought made me stronger
My weakness shining through
Giving me away
Shrinking me down to the size
I hoped would never see the light of day
It’s all my fault
For withering slowly
To nothing and no one
Who can’t feel anything but lonely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem