Broken and in despair,
my soul has become silent.
My body in constant movement,
my mind and heart still.
I'm lost, confused, don't even know
what's going on anymore.
I let them tug me around, let them
control me. Dress me up,
make me pretty.
Doesn't matter anyway.
I've sown my own mouth shut,
there's no hope for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem