broken pices to this life of mines
i am tryen hard to guied ma own way with out any sight
broken pices to this heart of mine
ma heart cant take this type of pain so i cry
.......................broken
......................empty
........................hate
........................pain
they all have found their ways into ma life
so the question is how do i make all this go away
i wish i had an answer
but i dont
i just wanna be happy
i just dont wanna be broken anylonger
i am cryen out
if there is anyone out there
please help me pick up the broken pices
and put them back together again
i am brocken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
how naive the poem is, like your age! shan