Do studies and Work have meaning if anyway you´ll die later?
Does Love has a reason if you know it´s for ending heart-broken?
It´s impossible to know if your eyes are not open....
My thoughts ain´t clear.....
And to save me I need a volunteer...
Cause while Im weeping this tear....
I realized life is pointless....
And you got to enjoy it before it turns into madness....
For me maybe it´s too late...
Cause´ my life is already what I hate....
Nobody cares anyway....
They just make feel like I need to go away....
So split me apart into pieces...
I don´t care while the sword doesn´t misses...
Just go away and let me rot...
Cause´ my mind it´s all I got....
You probably don´t care anyway....
So just leave me and go away....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem