i hope for the best but the worst will come im confused and alone,
upset and hurt,
the things have been said and the things i have done,
if i could take them all back i would,
but i cant,
so i have to let it play,
i hope for the best but worst will come.
i sit and wait for it to pass,
although it will never be over
i have to try,
and hope for the good to come,
cos im not letting go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem