why does the life deals with me like this
what's the fault I've done 4 it...
I've lost everyone I loved
within the world of lies I lived
I discovered what jealousy could ever do
I felt the fire of hate
I've read it in the eyes of someone
I loved...I trusted..then I've lost...
I knew the meanings of loneliness
I felt that life is full of sadness
I knew that our world is full of beautiful masks...
under it there is an ugly hearts....
yesterday I've opened my album
I staired at myself... my life
I came back through time to my childhood...
to that days I've lost... when..there was
no pain...no hate... no lies...no hypocraites...
while only there is faithfulness, love and no regrets
I found that our life is just like a lie
There is no hope....I prefer to die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem