Unique.
Standing at the peak
of depression,
this burden is mine alone.
My sadness is clearly shown.
My own mind, my own body.
Others, wonderful or horrible,
may never feel the same.
My signature,
marking on my life.
My universe key,
my singularity.
Decide, destroy,
I am myself,
with all these little peices I am the sum.
And through my thoughts and my feelings
I make my own interior weather,
my own light and dark.
Leave a trace of me on this world,
whatever I shall become.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem