I rock back in forth in a corner
Hoping you will forgive me
tired as I may seem
It's just me worrying with plea
All the pain we experienced
was only making us stronger
But We didn't know
My sadness didn't show
I had to escape the stress of living
All the fighting and screaming
Was all for a reason
But then I thought it was treason
Time is supposed to heal all wounds
But to us
It is only cutting us deeper
The mountains are getting steeper
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem