Yes it’s just another day
Of asking why life is this way.
I try so hard to do what’s right.
My soul grows weary of the fight.
So much we have in this our life.
Why do we focus on the strife?
I long for us to live in peace.
Fighting and quarrels for us to cease.
Is it me? Am I the one?
Why can’t our life be more like fun?
Or am I am just too blind to see,
that there is no real good in me?
Dear God above to you I pray…
Please make this torment fade away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
why so blue, come on, snap out of this mood. Write something cheery, focus on the funny side of life and you just may get a smile