The feelings I have aren't apparent
The love that I had is transparent
What do I feel?
I own up to the pain inflicted
But I'm constantly contradicted
What should I do?
I want a real relationship to exist
But never close the proper distance
What do I want?
I'm just tired, lonely, and stupid
No more influences
No more thoughts...
So I fought
But never could win
The battle within
Which begs the question
That lacks direction:
What am I doing?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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