Find somewhere else for me to be,
This new way seems too weird for me.
And I can't fine who I used to be
But maybe this is just the NEW me...
Some say life is so complicated
Others say its very simple
Its a beauty and a flaw
To never know for sure
What are you doing
And can you keep up
WIth the faded hope of life
And the 'dream? '
I listen to your words
And I could hope
That you're right
Until my hope's run dry
But that would never make me certain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem