There's a new dawn,
the sun on the horizon,
begins the new day.
Mistakes I have made,
but that was yesterday,
the slate clean again.
I have but no one,
I shape my own destiny,
no time for regrets.
À love that is lost,
but still a future to be,
it's a perfect morn.
Only me to blame,
I still have a tomorrow,
as I start a new.
And i feel no joy,
i feel nothing at all,
but there is no pain.
No look back y'know,
it is all but potential,
and it is all fair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'but then that was yesterday the slate clean again' RAB