can i be loved?
can i be hugged?
can i be embraced,
without being thought a discrace?
can i be listened to,
without being hit?
can i speak my mind,
with people who will ever get it?
can i have a day pass,
where i dont get passed,
and get called names?
can i have time pass,
without peope playing games,
with my emotions getting trashed?
Can my life go by,
without my mother continuing to smash,
smash my head in every chance she gets?
Will I Ever Get Over It?
life is full of emotions and sometimes sensuous feelings of others rule on us.....let not bow down...... let you fly the sky is yours, earth, soft breeze, dashing gale....... you write write write......... smile smile smile.......
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I would like to translate this poem
another great poem with GREAT flow... keep up the good work