I can cry all I want I can scream till my lungs burst
But I will still have thirst
For those arms so tight that used to hug me
Those words that set me free
I can pretend not to care or stay away all I wan't for as long as I live
Not a peace of mind will it give
For all was shed
For that day I bled
I can lay in my bed from day to day
Untill I grow bored of life but only I can pray
For the future that awaits me
For better or worse only god can see
I can commit suicide & end my life
But nobody will bother to stop the knife
It's my life to live
& never to give
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem