Cant you see! 
Cant you see me standing here? 
Cant you see all my fear? 
Cant you see the tears I cry? 
Cant you see that I’m trying to say goodbye? ...
I sit here staring out my window, 
Looking at all the pure white snow, 
Wondering…do they know? 
Did I hide it or let it show? ...
Sometimes I wish someone would ask if I was okay
Or even how was your day I mean is it really that hard to say? 
Well, last night I had a dream about the sea
I remember that it was very dark and empty 
And the voice telling me to flee
And then I woke up now was this a dream? ...                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem