Some peoples minds wander,
some peoples minds are destroyed,
my mind circles in confusion of my life and thigs ahead.
So much sadness and desertion, I don't want the right to live.
Help me reach my goal, following a cold and lonely road.
Come along and be my friend the gratitude I'll show,
by the look within my eyes the look of an endless glow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem