The poem is deeply sad...Yet it is wonderful...

... sometimes we feel like we're in the middle of a spider web...like we're lost in the dark...
and the happiness in other hearts seems fake or imagined... but happiness is not only a tale of lies...

one of the lines in your poem really caught me: "The age of twenty one is a day I'll never see"

I sometimes think I'll never turn eighteen...
But then there are some people i just can't leave behind...

...one day the sun will rise again upon us...
(i know this might sound strange, but really...
i believe that, if i once was happy, i can be happy again one day...)

*take care*
isabel