It's hard to know where to begin,
when you're nursing a broken heart.
It's hard to know what to say, when
you feel you're falling apart. It's hard to
get to the bottom, as to why things have
gone astray. It's hard to find the answers,
to take the pain, away. You keep going
back in your mind, thinking you'll find a
clue, but no matter how you try, nothing
comes to you. Now, you're really quite
uneasy, it has completely gotten out of
hand. No use trying to vindicate yourself,
or try to take a stand. All you can do is
bide your time, with hopes it will somehow
turn out right. Then perhaps someday
when you think things over, you'll come to
see, the light!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem