The sun beating me down,
The earth holding me up.
If i said i didn't need them to keep my crown,
I think the lies would fill up my cup.
I need the sun and rain
And definately the moon,
Just to keep me sane
From insanity, coming all too soon.
I need the sun to hold me to earth,
I need the earth to keep me from it's core.
The sun setting me on fire like a hearth,
The earth cooling me down, leaving my muscles so sore.
Walking away from fate,
Only to run into a wall.
I had to much on my plate,
But I still managed to stand tall.
So much for cheating fate,
All I had now was the crushing truth.
My belief was diminishing at an increasing rate,
But I had to stay strong and believe in my youth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem