the only one who knew the real me,
now who will my best friend be?
i sit here in pure emptiness,
could this really be for the best?
my eyes have no more tears to cry,
why can't i just fall asleep and die?
my mind hears nothing but sad and lonely thoughts,
makes me wanna take a few shots.
but thats what the weak people do,
so for now i'll just try and forget about you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem