Nana - Anna

Um poeminha que eu fiz agora sobre uma garota auto destrutiva chamada Anna. Inspirações repentinas da meia-noite (ou quase meia noite) sempre são ótimas, mas aqui me deixou um pouco triste. Então dedico este poema a todas as Annas espalhadas por ai. Sem tradução no final! \o/

Anna wakes up

is a brand new day

she don't feel like waking up again

Anna stood up

everything hurts

she wished she hadn't woken up

Anna digs her face

Anna pulls her hair

Anna wants to be perfect

She knows she will never be

then Anna cries.

Her mother keeps telling her

"you should be grateful you have me"

but Anna knows

her mother isn't grateful for having her

Her brother always scorns her

and she keeps picturing him dead

and Anna is always telling herself

she just won't kill him yet

Anna bites her pillow

Anna wishes to die

Anna wants to live

Anna wishes she wasn't born

Anna wishes to be loved

Anna started smoking

Anna started drinking

Anna started not to choose

with who she'll be sleeping

Anna knows it's dangerous

Anna knows it kills

Anna just decided

her self destruction had to be discrete

Anna goes to sleep

she hugs her pillow tight

she whispers to it

"How I wish you were alive"

Anna opens her eyes

she realizes she's alone

Anna then starts crying her loneliness out

Anna remembers how her friends picture her

a happy easygoing girl

an easy laugher girl

Anna wish they could have a ride in her mind

so they would know she needs help

Anna knows she's weak

Anna knows she is a whore

Anna knows she deserves the pain

Anna knows she will never be enough

Anna knows she will never be loved

Anna wishes she would be.

Anna thinks too much

Anna criticize herself too much

Anna wishes to stop doing so

The voices in her head do it for her

Anna wishes to shut herself up

Anna wishes people would help her

Anna is too ashamed of her weakness

Anna is dying alone

Anna will never tell anyone

she knows what people think of her kind

Her mother would say she had it coming

her brother will say the same he always says

her father will find out too late

her sister will just pray

Anna is dying

Anna can't say goodbye

Anna only wishes

for her friends not to cry.