silently fuming as i stare
into the darkness of my despair
you took what makes me-me
why couldent you just let me be
let me go down the path i choose
what do i have to loose
i'm still a child
my hatred still mild
let me make my mistakes
let me heal my pains my aches
let me heal my broken heart
dont try to be a part
of the life that i live
because i wont give
you the time of day
let me make things ok
i'll be fine
just let me divine
the path for me
just let me be
so i dont spend my nights
with these fights
and silently fume
as i stare
into the darkness of my despair,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is very nice, my faveorite part is 'you took what makes me-me'. perfect