I have a little sin, which I'm holding within
One deep in my thoughts tying me up in knots
It scares me, unable to find the key
to be hundred percent true more to me than you
As I sit here and write. Hoping for a special spark
A spark that shines so bright, as I try to it retrieve from the dark
It is something that I don't feel, even thought I wish it was for real
I know that I am wrong, to let things to continue on for so long.
Not knowing where I want to be, only knowing I want to be free.
Free of all this confusion within my head,
No excuses, or to be confuse.
As life is full of choices, I'm sick of all these voices.
Heart beating one tune, mind is acting like a Looney toon.
I don't know what I want from my life anymore.
It's something that I am becoming to dislike.
Disliking the person I have become, as I feel I don't deserve anyone.
My morals and aspects I doubt. Don't know anymore who or what I'm about
I'm not worth knowing, it's defiantly in the showing.
Afraid to open the door, scared of what maybe lying on the shore.
Trusting people I find hard, I've become my own bodyguard
I know I need to move forward, and allow people to join me on board.
Even though I know you're not at fault, I have to stop seeing things so difficult.
Stop hiding behind this piece of paper
Don't take me wrong,
I know our friendship is strong.
Hopefully one day, I'll be happy to say
I am proud of whom I am, stopping all my inner screams
By letting go of all this pain I feel
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I would like to translate this poem
All have little sins. Its right these days trusting people is very hard. Of course one day all should be happy. Beautifully presented poem. All lines are expressive.