You open doors with broken keys
Just so every one sees
You want them to feel your pain
Then the tears become rain
Your suffering has been paid
Back to the ones wh had it made
You will never be alone
Even when the light has shown
Your past is now history
Happiness shall never be a mystery
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I liked this poem a lot. Mystery is a good title as well.