i live the pasted, dreaming the future.
afraid if i let go then no one will care about me
afraid no one will really understand me because of the pasted, because i'f i didn't always tell them about my pasted then they will say I'm nothingthat i don't know what it like to have a bad pasted
afraid if i don't let go then i'm going to lose everyone i love and i don't what that
i need help out of the pasted and in to the future
so how do i come in to the future after being so long in my pasted?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem