2008
Amazing how I see right through you;
I’m almost positive I’m transparent.
Searching for meaning in useless places never got me far;
I’m almost positive I’ll never learn.
Looking around this dismal place never made me happy;
Still, I stare into the walls and await the answer.
“You will stumble into the happiness of your life”
I’m pretty sure I’ve hit the ground.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem