Everyone walks
in their own little worlds.
Heads full of problems
thoughts and worries.
They can only see ahead
but not too far into the future
It scares them
Not too far back that terrifies them too.
Everyone is in the here and now,
in their own little orbits.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nicely said. It sounds like you were talking about me. At least others have said that of me.