So many things I want to do.
So little time do I have.
I can only do a few.
many opportunities, but I’m afraid
I might lose.
Good offers but it’s just not what I want.
lots of people believe in me,
but only two or three
stayed beside.
What the hell is wrong with me.
I just can’t seem to believe
That something is
Really bothering me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem