I can't take the mental strain
It's worse than any physical pain
We always expect the most
From the ones we hold close
Why do we have expectations
Reality has it's limitations
The sooner we figure this out
We will be better off, beyond a doubt
It shouldn't have to be this way
This world isn't black and white, it's gray
Only if I could see the future
I could gain some composure
Lets hope things become clear
Then I may persevere
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
awesome i like all your poems