I have built walls in my mind
to keep people out
they try to get in
they don't believe
my mind is dark
they believe
I still have a heart
but I don't
I'm empty
a hallow shell
and I believe
I am going to hell
but no one sees this
it's always me
no will even listen to me
they think I'm happy
I don't know how
but when they saw my scars
they just said wow
they still didn't believe me
even then
and back then I was
only ten
but now the scars are deeper
some faded some new
someone calls my name
and I think
who?
the girl they see
it's just not me
but they will see
what they want to believe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem