life is like a road
that is broken into halves
and no one can fix it no matter how much they try to
the people can't fix it back again to the way it was.
life is also like a rose
that never been watered for mouths or so
life is like a bridge that has been broken
lif is like a book that has been broken into thousands of pieces
life is like a bird
that try's to fly, but has an injured arm
but sometime if you think on the positive side
life can be filled with happiness
life can be joy
life can kindness
but life can't be perfect all the time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem