living... I am living my life right now..
or am I?
screaming... I am screaming my thoughts inside me..
or am I?
dreaming.... I am dreaming the golden dawn..
or am I?
climbing... I am climbing the walls in agony..
or am I?
wondering... I am wondering what it's all about...
or am I?
carrying... I am carrying my burdens alone..
or am I?
loving.. I am loving the blue eyed one...
or am I?
thinking.. I am thinking what you are thinking...
or am I?
casting... I am casting all my cares on Him...
or am I?
playing... I am playing the game now...
or am I?
crying... I am crying over spilt milk...
or am I?
counting... I am counting down the chances...
or am I?
guessing... I am guessing that I know you too..
or am I?
dying... I am dying to my self...
or am I?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I liket this Stanislaus. It is very unique yet has many thoughts that relate to most people. Very nice poem. sincerely, Mary