don't just run away from a single mistake
you don't get to take back what supposed to be yours
don't be afraid of being judged
people-they are not of true colors
like a leaf you just fell in the ground
you withered as the tree cries for he sees
pick yourself like noone would
heads up for tomorrow
another try won't kill
change the heading and the course
you have the power if you want to
see how they laugh at you
but mind what they don't know
of greatness
of might
change position
wash away the pain and dry your tears
when you give another try
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem