I am often sad;
When things barely work my way
Going back to yesterday
Or things that makes me feel depressed
Most of the misfortune I face
Sometimes seems to be a recap
of previous mistakes
I mean my own negligence
Some actions I often stake
When allow to rule and override
It deprive me what that ought to be cemented
I end up going about doing the unusual
Some acts I took to events
Have severely broken my heart
Doing what that barely please me
These have to stop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem