morning, night,
and daylight
all the aspects of the days
through out these days
I feel alone, even when i'm not
my friends are a temporary high
that temporary high is sadening
because I dont want it to be
i want to feel loved
that i have people there
and not being bored would be nice too
these days i have nothing to do
no one to be with
i mean i dont even like anyone
its weird
i want to like someone
but i dont
that one person should come along
and make me feel again
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