As I open up my story with the blaze in my eyes
you can picture my thoughts slowly upon praises I write
I often wish I could save everyone but I’m just a dreamer.
Looking at my childhood memories and I’m still feeling the pain
Sometimes I’m a guy without a focus and life drives me insane
Stuck inside a Katima fantasy hoping to change
Trying to keep my head up high in the sky, but gravity always
Pulls it down to reality, keeping my sense of humor in my heart
No matter what, cause I have to smile the pain away...
These are the thoughts I ponder on...! ! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good stuff bra 'you can picture my thoughts slowly upon praises I write' thats a hard line