As my final day,
draws nearer and nearer,
I know that there are still
some missing pieces to this puzzle that I call 'my life.'
I know someday,
these pieces must be found,
or I will die
with mysteries unsolved.
As life continues to pass,
all I know is I need help,
I need an answer to each question I have yet to ask.
All of these questions,
swell within me,
questions I've been to afraid to ask,
even to this day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ask the questions, release the steam!