As i lay and stare a my roof.
I think about what I'm going to do with my life.
As I start think I remember that their are two people that love me.
As I think of them.
I start to get confuzed.
I start to wonder who will be the right person for me.
Who will this lucky girl be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Maybe that lucky girl will be me. :)