I wish I knew what was going on,
I wish I knew what to think.
And in a constant state of despair,
I wish to disappear for awhile,
I wish to just sleep for a year or two.
Days no longer exist
its just one big blur of time.
I hardly know who I am anymore,
or what I want from this thing
they call life.
I don't know me,
and I don't know you,
I know only tears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem