Nothing will ever make it stop
these thoughts running thru my heads
and just when i think i made it to the top
some thing just brings me down
As much as i run
as much as i squirm
i still hold the burden the entire tonne
and the grip the is placed on me is still so so firm
Thus my problems Return
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes problems always returns dont they? great poem really got me thinking on how to make them stop returning