Can I hold it steady enough?
So that I will not miss
If I can do it properly
Will I find a kind of bliss?
My life was never happy
In fact it was a mess
While others seem so happy
I just feel depressed
So if I hold it steady
And get the aim just right
My torment will be over
This dark and gloomy night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem