when you wake up every morning...
and you asked yourself...
what am i going to do this day...
and you did not`t find a good answer...
and you decided to wake up anyways...
you will eat..
and drink...
and do this and that...
and then back to your sleep...
so,
anther day come..
and you will wake up again...
and also going to ask yourself a same question...
what am i going to do...
so, ,
again to decide to wake up anyways..
and never you will do..
so, you are dieing anyways...
by: hazem02@yahoo.com
By hazem02
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem