So much on my mind so I write
going on, inside my head, is a fight
good and evil battling it out for supremecy
so many old friends are now dead to me
I'm going through the motins of starting a new life
but still the days of yesterday are bringing me strife
God says trust in him and things'll be right
so it's to him I pray on my kness at night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem