A world full of insanity
so how can one be sane
A world full of depression and melancholy
so how can one smile
The world is full of so many things that inspire you to
laugh, cry, smile and die
There's no incintive to be on top
because we're all stuck at the bottom
Someone is always there to stop you
and you willingly let them
Nothing to do nowhere to go so you lay down and die
without ever have taken control
Control of your life, control of your feelings...
thats something you dont have.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow this poem is so true this is what life is all about its pretty sad though... i liked this poem alot