That girl next door
Is lying on the floor
Wondering why
She doesn’t die
Day after day
She lay
Her parents were gone all day
She told them everything was okay
Her parents were gone all night
I guess that’s all right
She paints her life
She drops the knife
Shes going to be president
Shes the white houses resident
She forgets her past
Its funny how forever didn’t last
Her imprisonment diverses
She lets go of all the curses
Her painting of life is great
She changed her fate
All her knowledge is in a tie
As she soars through the sky
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I would like to translate this poem
i wish the girl in the poem, would have took time, to let life's bad storms... in her life... take time to go away.