My Life Poem by tara mahdavi

i don't know is it a nightmare or i'm awake
i don't know am i alive or dead
i don't know this time what is this kind of play
you took my blood, my feelings, my pride, you took my soul away
after many years of struggles,
what i see is your ugly face, laughing
is there anyone to cry with me?
for all the pain of living
seeing just unfairness, feeling just pain
being in this cage
i want to fly away.

to be or not to be
the question is how to be
i don't want but i want to live

oh the time is passing
torturing me
this passing of time
doesn't mean anything to me

there is no song to make me happy.
there is no miracle happening

this bird in cage wants to fly away.
but it can't find a away
away to live.

looking at elderly people
i see everything
in the middle of the way, i feel it
at the end we all confess it