I’ve tried to fight
To stand my ground
Now I’m just dead
My heart not to be found
I’m crying at constants
No stop in sight
There isn’t a justice
No sense of right
I thought I was brick
Real solid stone
But now I have realized
I’m on my own
I’m misunderstood
No matter my words
Now I wish to fly free
Just like the birds
Since I’m dying out side
Not only in
Review all my stress
And how bad it has been
I think I will lay
And never wake
For my own good
And everyone’s sake
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i really enjoyed this piece..the rhythm and flow suited my taste..well done