It pains me to say
That the pain grows every day
Its slowly driving me insane
Turning my world a darker gray
If i were to die
would you know the cause
If I were to cry
Would you know why
If were down on my knees
Begging god please
Would you tell me to get up
Or be down with me
As time stands still
with my eyes open wide
My whole know world
Suddenly Collides
Right goes left
and left goes right
And all i can do
is sit here and write
I turn into a soleless scribe
With observers eyes
And I silenty write
What i see in my sight
Situations are tight
And things just dont seem right
I cant get to that maximum height.
So I sit back
Wondering what it is
that i lack
my mind continuously running
around a track
Whats up with that? ! ? ! ? !
Life is difficult
and that a fact
the more i ponder
the less i react
Its like im driving off a track
and now
Its time to go back
but how?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem