i struggle
alone, in this world
wanting
to make it though to another day
till tommorow
wanting to be ok
nothing ever changes
its always the same
i dont even know the day
dont even care
to know
cause i dont wanna care
cant bare
to count the days
that you've been gone
how sad is that, for me to count? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem