The sun fades as the day goes by
Another minuet lost
Happiness, fear, intimidation all felt
For true life, what is the cost?
Tears shed and punches thrown
All with no steps taken
more lies and secrets
who are we mistaking
Attempts that failed
better with repetition
fear strikes, and tempers blown
nervousness is our condition
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem