Life is as fragile as petals in puddles,
Drowning in the adversity of struggles.
Everything you said to me only brought me hatred,
I was so close to my dreams! - but then they faded.
My past is an armour that is stuck to me,
No matter how many times you tell me that there is no need,
Inside I bleed,
For there are wounds that can never be seen.
Life is as fragile as petals in puddles,
Drowning in the adversity of struggles.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem