i have no time to ponder no time to wait;
life is an struggle give an take;
we all mess up mistake taking it to the heart but wearing it on your face:
tears rolling down screaming it going to be ok;
lifes no perfect its out of shape a size 39 with an beautiful face;
you'll be traped incased with no way to excape true fate;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem