The older I get I feel
In my heart a growing ache
With its many struggles and pains
Life is not rewarding but is fake
You are forced to live
To avoid being called a coward
To live the unpredictable moments
Life is threatening and very hard
It is like a bubble
Simmering to burst at any time
It is useless to live long
Life is nothing but a fake dime
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem