I can pretend that I am not here
Or pretend that I enjoy being here
Maybe wait for another day
And accept come what may
Or I can live and not pretend
Maybe enjoy life every breath
And even live to my heart’s content
It is now a choice I have after a mistake
I may have lost my freedom to innocence
But my soul and heart was never in captivity
Life remains nurtured and living is in essence
Chance of fate will not drive me to misery
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem