Sitting in this room bombarded with truth
Not wanting to be still, but scared to move
Convictions overwhelming
Scared to move forward, don’t want to look back
Looking at where my life is and should be at.
Same choices different men
Too old to be this and do this again
Looking at my life again today
Not one word left to say
Nothing but Again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem