wake up to a new battle every day.
run around like an animal lost it's way.
sweat it out to get from one place to the other.
bellowing sounds of horns deafening your ear.
lights so bright blind your eyes so weary.
u forget if you have taken a breath in this life so scary.
go to bed each night tired as hell.
dreading tomorrow's alarm bell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The reality is nagging but woefully true. Well Done.