Sometimes we need a help
But no one would like to help
Cause they see us just fine
They don’t know what’s bleeding inside
They don’t know when we crying with hide
Or when we need a hand to hold on to
Sometimes we confuse and want to end
Cause what we had is not enough to stand
Looking everywhere and everybody acts no care
Till our heart broken and we can’t mend
The best thing in this world is when we know we’re not alone
We can walk arm in arm with everyone
If we walk together and hold on to each other
We will never know the face of fear
We will never know the feeling of pain
But it’s hard to meet somebody who really understand
Who really care and give us a hand
And that’s the reason why we have to be strong
To stand up from the pain
To fight in our own war
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem