i wrote this because im thinking of you
im dreaming of you
i felt this because im aware of you,
i care for you
and i hate this because i cant ever tell you
i hate that youve become someone
raised so high
atop your plastic throne
i hate that i cant sleep at night
and youve left me all alone
but of course i dont know WHY you do this
or why you feel better there
when you push me down again
its all i want to share
how id love to spread your ego
as what youve just built comes crashing down
how id give to those that dont know
and disperse your wealth around
im not strong enough to fight it
im only weak enough to cry
im not crazy enough to try it
when im locked on the inside
i wrote this because im thirsty,
i want to see you fall
i wrote this because i couldnt hear your voice
drowning in the thrall
i dont know what sparked my masochism
when all i wanted was this cataclysm
when my words are weakened from within
my only refuge is my end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem