What once was,
won't be again,
look to tomorrow,
let a new day begin,
For i won't be your shoulder to cry on,
you can stand on your own two feet,
i'm not the reason he left you,
i'm not the poet to beat,
so Inhabit in self-pity,
choose not to move on,
but I choose to stay standing,
where i belong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like this, like he said sounds strong.