when i think about the future, i feel pain inside
its not that it looks bad, its not that it looks right
but its about seeing all my fears betide
loved ones disappeared and other ones have died
and see myself all alone and all the tears i cried
that's a pain i wouldn't feel that i would have to hide
cause that is life and how it works, not everyone abide
whenever we need a guidance noone's there to guide
whenever in dilemmas none of us can decide
there's nothing we can do about what God preside
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem