Sometimes I think I'm scared
Movements beat in emotional cues
So much fear I've touched
Makes it love or lust
I don't know
Don't remember moments we remember
Framed poems in pictures
Maybe
What comes our way?
The things we lack
We won't feel
- Need to leave
We're still here
Breathe
Figure it out
How to feel
Making inside my head
Real
Believe that I am is controled to comfort me
I want to know
Keep me alive
I want to know
Why it scares me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem