I wanted people to hear my voice
but my quest was a noise
I wanted money
but my struggle was funny!
I wanted to know why the world was divided
but the response was: 'Its control is what's favorited'
I wanted to know what happens after death
but my physical life told me I was on earth
I wanted to tell people my experience
but my words failed me in their presence
I wanted to know if I knew what I know
but my existence replied with a 'NO! '
I wanted to find myself through my works
but my inner-self whispered: 'If you want to find yourself, then think Out Of the Box! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem