Sometimes I want to scream
I want to be set free
I used to cry out and yell
So my problems would fall
But that never worked at all
Talking kills me
Nobody understands me
So I'm trapped mentally
And I can never be set free
It's sad because I used to dream
I used to be a real human being
But it's because of them that I am me
But in reality, I will never be me
The true me, the real me, the believable me
Not the authenticity that they always see
This this wonderful. I think this is one of your best poems. I'm not the best writer but I know a good poem when I see one. I do see any need of changing a word in this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i can really feel your emotion in this piece it llike your letting it out through your writting. good work