In my view, DARK
wherever I go, I never leave a mark
people see me as a shadow of theirs,
or otherwise invisible,
I am nothing to them
They don't know that to me,
It's critical
I hide in the dark,
but i'm not trying to
They talk to me like a dummy,
with no feelings or a heart,
Unfortunately this was,
and is, what I have to go through
Why does this happen,
what did I do?
Like I said in my view It's dark,
But I'm dark in their view
Lonely after school,
and during school,
should I go to the pool?
Or am I 'dark' over there too?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem