I am willing to give my whole but
behind me she says you cannot
I'm pushing myself to do what is right but
she insists I'm not born as that
I'm doing my best to achieve the goal but
she said it's too far
Whenever I'm in good side
she is always pushing and pulling me in the other side
She is not letting me to cross over in this dim-narrow-tunnel
She wanted to share her desperate life to me
She wanted me to be like her
hate the world and forget the word "happiness"
But I'm not for that.
Stop teasing me…….
S-t-o-p…stop
Because one more move I could be yours.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem