This broken home isn't where you should be,
when in your mind your soaring free.
This darkened cage isn't where you should be,
you should be in the light happy with me.
This love will float,
their hate will die.
Live your life like a lullaby.
So open your mind and let your eyes see,
that this broken home isn't where you should be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem