I am running
I don't know where
I don't know why
But all I know is that I am running
And the love inside of me is dwindling
Just like kindling
I am running out of love
And I don't know if love will come back to me
I am sick and tired of being told to love you
I am running out of love
And I don't know if love will come back to me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem