Morning skies greet me with the warmth of million suns
Come to think of it, What have I really done?
First steps seem so scary in the dark
Yet nature gives birth under the canopy bark
I feel so lost in this empty place
Ashamed, lonely and filled with disgrace
I cannot be who I really want to be
Is this really the place meant for me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'I cannot be who I really want to be Is this really the place meant for me? ' Poignant and true lines.. Thanks for sharing.