3) Goes with the wind
I had a dream when I was little
I wanted to be famous,
Successful …
Wanted a role to play
I wanted to feel important; and in the sky
Spread my wings and freely fly
Now that dream has vanished …no… blown by
The consecutive waves of disappointments passing by
I can’t prove it because my witness
The time… refuses to testify
It’s really hard to go on
Even impossible to justify
What is the point to keep living?
What is the point to keep the try?
My dream went with the wind;
My dream is spread in the largeness of the sky
Although I keep faith, tomorrow is a new chance
Don’t let it goes by
I’m a pessimist with hope
Silly…a truth which I can’t deny
Your only escape is to trust, try hard, and fight
With a braveness of a samurai
I want to become bigger
And the pain, in my chest, deny
I want to shrink…oh…
For that, I wish there is a secret pie
Why life is so hard! ? Or is it the truth! ?
Can some one, please, tell why?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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