Lying there waitting to die
People making themselve blind not wanting to c her cry
They dont like to hear the truth
So she must stay quiet and let her soul be brused
All those memories she hold in her head
No 1 wants to hear so shes quiet instead
Years keep passing her by
not understanding why
Loosing her faith
No longer feelling safe
Lieing to herself saying it will be okay
When really she wouldnt mind if she died the very next day
She tries to be happy and see the good
Looking in the mirror wishing she could
All those memories she want to forget
Only 18 and already has so much to regret
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
shaky words embedded in feelings.i am touched