How can I protect them if I fail myself?
Is it even possible?
I have to find a way…
But I’m not sure how…
I’m not a heroine, not yet a woman,
I’m just a confused kid,
Just another speed of dust,
Lost forever in an endless cycle of mistakes
Before my life ends, I must figure it out…
The reasons…
The purpose for my exsitance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem