I know it’s hard to hear this coarse voice, this whining voice, this crazy voice.
I know it’s hard to hear my mind race and the scares that it causes
I know it’s hard to hear my mind many a time
But even though scary,
I know you listen to every word I say.
I know you listen and that means the world to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem