Sensation Of Good Poem by Percyjen Pakhrin

In every struggles and puzzles
I try to stand, if it is steadfast,
But my mind goes swirling around
Where it loses its trust
Sorily, now I fell down
Being nothing but a worse

I do hide deeply alone
Where my feelings became rude
But I'm trying
Trying to be a man
In the way, I feel good

I'm living this life
As it is not simple
And my luck always pulls me down
Shows me a mistake and makes me puzzle

All the struggles and puzzles
I do deeply pretend
Being something hardly a good sense
So I'm trying to be a good man

Now I'm standing
Never wanting to fall again
Trying to overcome my own rude
So I'm learning this humuor
In the sensation of good