Sometimes it feels as though I am alone,
no where to go, no place to call home.
I live in a shadow all the time it seems,
even when I am in my dreams.
I can't help but wonder if my life is real
or sometimes if it is just standing still.
It hurts me to think that I am alone
if only I could see I am really at home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your home wear is happness...!