Its okay to hurt she says..... its okay to cry... but i cant let down my shield. if so they shall destroy me down to the only thing they will leave me with... hurt and tears. i wont allow them to do this! and yet my shield is falling. i will stand as ling as i can until death will free me.
You will stand with God, who Strenghtens you. Dont say the death will free you when you can be free when still living.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow its exactly how i feel if i let my mom see how i feel they would tear me down real quick