ok now put your right hand over your heart...
and rip it out
try to tear it from your veins
and when i do i find...
nothing is there........
i look down and cry, i cry and say i don't know why? !
but I know that what I just said was a lie
I withheld all my feelings and now
now i am a void shell no longer funny nor witty
please spare your pity
i have no feelings in my hollow shell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you and me both bud. i live my life is a state of numbness. that is all i know. it is safe there from pain but i am told i miss out on happiness and joy.(if there really is such a thing lol) love the poem btw.