Green sheets and the sweet soft pillows to lay my head
All I want is to lie on my double bed
I want to fall asleep and just get away
Mum and dad always having arguments
So for sleep to come is a god sent
I’d hate to be like them but it’s bound to happen
And it makes my brain numb and absent
It makes a kid confused and it makes my kind of depressed
But in saying this, I wake up every day, I’m alive, I’m blessed
I’d hate to die; there is so much life to live
And in the mist of my confusion there is always a positive
I’m searching for that thing that makes my life bliss
I’m living everyday getting closer to my one happiness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
living everyday getting closer to happiness, good write, thanks.