My lonely heart makes weird noises.
I can hear little screamy voices.
If you stop, listen and focus it sounds something out of the circus.
The noise is different when my mood changes.
Like when I'm funny you can hear clown voices and when I'm lonely it makes an awful sound.
It's enough to scare you out of your seat and look around.
My heart is in a state, I just lay awake.
When everybody sleeps I say "not a word not even a peep I just want to sleep"
My heart doesn't make beats.
It just makes a weird sound.
I love to open my heart one day.
It's enough to make grown men scream and run away.
I hope one day, it will make beats.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem