My mind controller feeding on the bad but seems to be good
watching with the yellow eyes as she makes the days seem so blue
feeding on the sadness pushing out the madness lost on what i should
grabbing my happiness which last only a minute making it black dew
out of air but im not backing down
not matter how much im down im standing with a fight
the happiness with the frown wont keep me from drown
im a standing wall and wont back down im a sight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem