When you look at me,
what do you see,
a girl with a smile upon her face,
yes, i know this is the case.
But will you please take a little time,
to read this poem line for line,
you see im not happy inside,
many nights ive just laid and cried.
Im afraid to sleep at night,
afraid to turn out the light,
I dont want to cry anymore,
I now just want to close that door.
I still dream of what he did to me,
how he would never let me be free,
but now, i must just stop writing,
and on my own carry on frighting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If you are happy... or if you are sad! ! you are feeling and you are alive! ! that matters! nice poem Becky..10 Ali