Stuck in a sublminal world,
Everyday a repeat of the last.
The summers heat is clouding jugdment,
Wondering about the unknown and unexplored.
Want to experiment,
Not sure with what yet.
Drugs? Sex? Love? Suicide?
Need the answers that no one knowa, or want to give.
Need the special cure,
For that special someone.
But no none know the materials needed.
Lets just hope they come before it's too late.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem