shes more like my sister..
i could never replace her..
but why does she do this? ..
this thing that controls her life..
that stabs her everyday with an invisible knife..
she feels pain..and says this helps..
but what does she gain?
she sinks deeper and deeper..
i want her to stop, i want to keep her..
i feel like im useless..
like shes in distress..
and i cant help..
why cant i help?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is very well written! : D I can anwser why for you right now..... BECAUSE I AM I IDIOT, A DEPRESSED IDIOT! But no worries friend, your not useless, I Love You! <3