Life as it once was is abandoned, liberty is abolished as was slavey, Emotions are on a rollercoaster, Feeling is now buried like the loved ones we once lost, Dedication is lost like a hiker in the woods, Fear is exposed like it is the biggest crime, happieness is remembered like a past memory, goals disappear like the dope we did at a young age, education is valuded as much as a penny, love is false like michal jacksons innocence, and truth is as shallow as stagnet as water in a pothole, honesty is broken like a car in an accident, and sight is as high as a 747, why is it so hard to be happy with life and with yourself?
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I would like to translate this poem