The clouds is dark outside
My life is spinning around to fast
I have no friends by my side
Family turn their back on me
I feel like i'm in the world by myself
As I encourage myself that I can make it
My problem get harder
As I lay down to sleep
Crying myself wondering when this nightmare is over
As I wake up to the bright morning sun
Looking outside
I See the sun peeking through the cloud
Let me know my storm is over
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I Liked how u compared the problem with a storm... I identify with the poem very well..cz I always think my home is suffering a tornado when problems happen :) : D