I hear them
they are telling me to go on
that i might be too close to give up
too close to let go
that i should hold on
even just for a second.
that i should keep afloat my faith
i should take no note of what they say and do
for they shall always try to take me down
make me feel inferior
not worth the air in my lungs
but the voices in my head
i hear them
they are telling me sure
you can stop but you cant turn back
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem