I don't have time
yet it all goes to waste
how can I sleep on a broken neck?
Back and forth
I'm tired of this place
Trapped inside my own wreck
A ghost
my life
is it real?
I'm wandering in confusion
A cage
no hope
do I feel?
Regretting my illusion
Not so sure of
anything these times
wish I knew just what to do
Games of destiny
I never understood
but I really wanna go out and play
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem