We are our own best friends, who love each other
we are our own enemies, who fight each other
we battle it out with each other first and we then turn to our own selves, looking back at the one single reflection, and we have our own 'Coming to Jesus' meeting...
alone.
We are all put on this earth together, no matter what far it stretches
Maybe come together to help us couch each other, helps us in a way to shape, to form the best versions of ourselves to be there for our own person.
However, the reason just remember you are not alone, there are reasons why people are put into this life with you no matter the length of time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem