Minding my thoughts this wasn't
Going to happen again.
they say they is no gain without pain.
I am feeling only pains where is gain.
When I tell them that I am in pains
just because I don't wanna stress
they told me that I am a child
what can stress me.
Swedish mafia said his father said
don't you worry don't you worry child
she had to take that pain for you.
I know that's means
I am not a child anymore
why they is nobody take this pain for me?
I was hopping that father will
stop drinking and change the future of others
but its worse than before.
I prayed that my mother will
stay nicely but she is struggling
more than before.
I was hopping my brothers will make it's
of cause they did but where is life going now.
they was the time where
I asked my self who I am.
again in pains,
But they say there is no gain
without pain but its looking like
I got pain but no gain.
Without me myself and
I wonder where I am.
I wonder whether this
weather can be better
I am climbing montains with
this rain over me I don't reach the surface.
It's pouring at me it's a cyclone
where is the sun.
God I am your son.
I am crying over and over to you
I am dying.
In god we trust
I am still praying.
In the world he gave us
I am still walking and playing
keep me away from thinking.
In the words he left for us
I am still believing.
Again in pains
they say they is no gain
without pain but
I am felling only the pains
where is the gain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem