I let my mind drift away unto another time,
Of times that fast forward and rewind.
When no one else knows where I have gone,
During these times when things go wrong.
It is a constant battle that cannot be won,
Where things have fallen and come undone.
As a young woman's life is wasted upon a man,
Promises are not worthy or worth it in the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem