Feelings3 Poem by k khaing saw lwin

I'm looking for the something, but i'm lost in my
way.
Walking back to once I've standing, it's been
changed.
Can it be mend or is it broken?
My head is buzzed with questioning.
The world is rotating, as like beginning.
But today are not the same, as the time
passing away.
Oh, mother world Let's me be strong, Let's me
be kind,
Give me strength to my bright day.
What makes the new strength, to pass those
different todays.