Everday is a struggle as a count down the days. Im lost in this world, this life is like a maze. I try new paths hoping to figure life out, but everytime its always the same being chewed up and spit out. I hate this selfish world where no one understands reality quite like me. I am waiting for the day where I'll be set free. Flying away no worries no more pain. But that will never happen since everytime is the same. This life has rules, rules I can bend. The day I do will be the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem