Nothing makes sense to me
trying to find what i'm suppose to be,
you're the only reason why i'm still here
and i want to tell it in your ear
but there's no answer anywhere i look
neither on TV or any book.
every good is already gone
leaving me, precisely none
alternatives around here
Forgotten and alone, in tears
that washes my entire face.
Collateral, in such an enormous disgrace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is not a disgrace.. this is a poetic and a work of art! great words and thought amazing!