There’s a lot on my mind
So many things I wanted to do
Is it late for me to get them done now?
I wanted to find a way to finish my last year in college
I wanted my own comfort
I wanted to move far away from my parents
I wanted to move to a place that no one knows me
I wanted to be a professional artist
I want my own business
Will I ever find the love of my life?
Will I ever be someone’s wife?
Will I be able to give my baby what she needs in the future?
What if her father isn’t around anymore?
How will I endure?
How can I tell my baby girl something like this?
Her father doesn’t wants to be a daddy anymore
I just don’t know what to say
Her father really doesn’t come around anyway
I’ve Been thinking…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem