What is life really?
Series of days happening over and over again
sometimes pain and sometimes fleeing joy that seems to never stay
What is life anyway?
Because living is getting harder each day
Knowing that here isn't what feels great
Unwanted feelings is always seem to be here and I am not sure what to do about it
Feel it?
If I do the whole day will be ruined too
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem