ghosts in my heart sing a song
i can't get rid of
but i'm not in the right state of mind,
to follow the rhythm —
oh tell me the truth Aphrodite,
will the day come to my life
when i'm in the right state of mind
or i will suffer alone,
till the end..?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved the way the sense of insecurity is stated.. nice one.5 *s