Isnt it obvious that the sun is yellow and the sky is blue?
Is it obvious that when it rains heavily, thunder roars with a load boom?
Its obvious that a typical good day is when the sky isnt grey.
when the wind blows, and the clouds cry.
Anger isnt replaced with pride.
Lies fill the air.
bad dreams underneath my sheets.
The contamination! !
It isnt letting me go!
it sticks underneath...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem