I too much fell asleep in my life.
I made too much opposition from my parents.
I said after they've said,
Am out of this runaway before time without preparation.
This tears are not like I'm mind blinded,
Instead of doing, I count birds in the sky.
Crying wont satisfy my crave,
been there done that pays the price.
procrastination hand over my life,
it is time I roll the wheel.
Return me for I.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem