used and abused...
wake up every morning..
not bothering to get up..
you lay there every day wondering what you done so wrong...
deserve all the pain but why?
each day passes by another hour gone..
tears streaming down your face, ,
lost all the things you had
peace
innocence
and the smile.
but still you dont know why.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life in uncertainties..............beneath is a long and winding paths.............