Cannot be hopeless
That's not my motion
I can't be moving goaless
I'm in a mood with my poems
I'm flowing cool as the ocean
My future is crystal clear
Than illusions filling fear
Anxiety almost got me broken
Got me feeling like my soul is stolen
But the evil side cannot take it
I'm different now
Still a soul that's ancient
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem