Study...
School...
Then.. school again..
Seems move, but actually stop
Days that go automatically
Sometimes hard to breathe
Seems move, but actually not
Days that go automatically
Make my eyes and my head burned
If this day
I don't walk out the route
Perhaps this memories still surrounded mysteries
The frozen time..
Begins to move
When the earth looks stops
It's our heart actually stop
So long we move the heart
This earth will rotate forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem