Broken heart, full of scars
Trying to shine like a star
All my life
Filled with strife
Paid my price
For being so nice
I will rise
Won't be cold as ice
I was fighting for my spot
Even though I got shot
For every time I fall
Came up with your call
Been running all these day
Hoping for a better way!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A better day is on its way, Sathish. Thanks for sharing