It's hard not to change
into what other people want you to be
but it's harder to conceal the anger
because they won't let your spirit be free.
Sick of them consently critising you
because of the person you are
shoved to the edge of dark cliffs
a voice says 'Jump, the bottom's not down that far'.
Trying to ignore the voice
knowing it's not 'logical' reason
but it's harder to want to stay
when the world's trapped in a frozen winter season.
...Should I jump and end it all?
...or stay and wait for winter's eventual thaw?
19/02/06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dont let them get you down. Be yourself, not what other people want you to be. Wait for the thaw, we can enjoy it together! Thank you for sharing. Kindest Regards Slim. x.