How does it feel to be somebody else?
Inferiorly, can I stand alone?
How does it feel when you run?
When the phantom feet are gone
How does it feel to be brave?
When psychologically been place in grave?
How does it feel to be cared?
When you wake up at night and realized you’re alone
How does it feel to take a risk?
When you know there’s no chance
How does it feel to be loved?
When everything is unappreciated
How does it feel to be in heaven?
When finding yourself in hell
And how does it feel to be me?
When you don’t want to walk on my shoes
And feel everything until you lose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very very thoguht provoking lines....the darker sides of life have been weaved very nicely.