I’m disappointed. I’m defeated.
When I run I just revolve.
I’m discomfited. I’m distraught.
When I’m in a puzzle it never seems to solve.
I feel so down. I feel so low.
I guess I’ll lay here on the ground.
I feel so humble. I feel so deep.
I look so low and feeble that the dust it does surround.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poem captures the feeling