Cause I sit each day having no fun
I wanted to speak but im drowning
sometimes God is un fair
Cause i don’t have anyone to talk to
and it hurt me over and over
but was I the one to blame
I solely ask
was I wrong about being who I am
bringing up yesterday I realize
I see now how cruel people are
I am human too, not some kind of human
no more privacy that I take
and it sickens me this way
like the song I love to repeat
‘’baby you were born this way’’
this way I have illness
this way I still hope you will understand
I didn't take things for granted
but love is kind and I was blessed
thanking each day
And would they rather do the same?
I hope you talk about yourself too
glimpse yourself in the mirror
and shut up when the day begins with me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem