It is what it is only if it was what it should be,
Then it could be that I won't have to walk in this shoes where my foot hurts, where my heart groans, where it hurts.
And truth be told if it were up to me, then I won't be stuck in a state where chaos daily cuts through me or emotions constantly messing with me!
If it were meant to be, then I won't be caught with ropes and cuffs empty in rots. Feelings and thoughts, chanting and scorns.
It is what it is! Only if it was what it could be!
What could it be? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem