How do you feel when you feel that way?
The same way that you feel each and every day.
How do you feel when things don't go your way?
The times when you take things that you cannot pay?
How do you feel living in a world like today?
Is it worth fighting for and saying what you want to say?
How do you feel when they play and you can't play?
You feel left out and lonely all you have to do is walk away?
How do you feel today?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem