They say have fate,
That you’ll never be alone,
So why is it so many people seem that way,
No one to turn to,
No one that cares,
No one that loves them
No listen
To just be there.
They seem to suffer
There seems to be no relief
But maybe there is some one there
Maybe we just don’t see
that’s where their strength comes from
To keep on when there seems no end is near.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem