maybe i took risks....
i took shots that are historical an some are missed.
maybe people might sit around an ask if i have given up completely.
All the blood an tears have not to defeat me.
All the pain has led to triumph.
an failure has led to success.
who we are
an what we are in this world shows a reflection of our own opinion.
in a buried casket is where we lay the pitty an sympathy in,
to do what is expected....
is it really done in return? .
is lessons in life just another time to learn? .
look at me in my eyes.
you don't see fear.
you don't see what i see.
All i see is me.
am i wrong?
am i wrong to get what i worked hard for?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem