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Lost in Translation

  • Writer: Maitha Alhabtari
    Maitha Alhabtari
  • Sep 25, 2023
  • 1 min read

Every word that falls from my lips,

Feels like a chance to disappear,

To be nothing but a surface,

That no one will come near.


I explain and explain,

But the more I try to speak,

The harder it becomes,

For anyone to see me.


I'm a foreigner in my own skin,

Misunderstood in every way,

No matter how hard I try,

I can't seem to find the words to say.


Pain echoes in every breath,

The hurt cuts deep and true,

It's like being stranded in a foreign land,

Left alone with nothing to do.


I'm lost in translation,

No matter what I say or do,

I'm a stranger to myself and others,

An outsider, feeling brand new.


It seems like everyone sees me,

But nobody truly understands,

And it hurts, oh God, it hurts,

To feel so alone in a crowd of hands.


I wish I could show them,

The depths of my soul and heart,

But the more I try to explain,

The farther I seem to drift apart.


So I'll keep searching for a way,

To bridge the gap between us,

But until then, I'll stand here alone,

Lost in translation, misunderstood and restless.

 
 
 

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