I am lost in my own,
With no one around to fury and moan.
I am trying to solve the angry crises,
Healing some of the past broken promises.
In the journey of finding me,
I am stuck with the futile vanity.
Was I the chosen one for this groan,
I don't know but I am lost in my own.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem