Cant you see me.
Why do you look straight through me.
My pain I wear like a patchwork blanket.
The stitches hard to see.
Maybe thats what is with my pain.
Mabey thats why you cant see.
Becuase I learned to hide it so well.
So I dont blame you.
For my pain I dont see.
But I feel it.
Its bursting at the seems
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem