Everything is a hoax
Not for real, not sterling
No genuiness, a mistake
If only I could make it posiible
I would turn back the time
To have peace of mind
Accepting what's real or not
And I will be totally free
December 4,2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
past mistakes...only on the forward motion of time, we get to know things we liked were how much ingenuine and unreal...it's true, often we wish we could run back the time...a good meaningful write in well framed lines...ten for you, Jan...