This is the English version of: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/06/15/poesiapurtroppo/
Unfortunately, I can’t,
some days I can’t do it,
some days the dissatisfaction kidnaps me.
I just wish I was happy,
I just want certain things to happen,
I would like to have the strength to carry them out.
I would like to know how to bring back,
someone in my life.
I would just like to talk to you,
Some days the emptiness that I feel in my chest,
becomes particularly noisy:
and I’m afraid,
Of my future.
I don’t want to go away
I don’t want to turn my back on myself,
I’m afraid I’d just lie to myself,
to give up,
Unfortunately I’m so fucking stubborn,
I don’t want to say goodbye.