I am going on the path, which I want
And who are you to say me don't
I will never care what you say
Because I am on my way
I may fail, yet the chances of my victory doesn't lessen
Because every time it teaches me a lesson
You never think I will ever win
Even if, it does, to me, it matters none
You think I lost as every chance were missed
But I think I won as every chance were tried
You never underestimate my hope
Because it is beyond your scope
Don't judge by the outside of what you see I always hide a part of me
If I show myself fully
then you have to shut yourself in the room dully
You ask me to taste the death
Because I don't deserve to live on earth
whenever I fail, with full of anger you say this often
I don't give a damn, as for me the sky is left open?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem