Early:
I am scared.
Whom will I become?
What shall I remember?
Whom shall I forget?
Middle:
I am confused
Who am I?
Where am I?
Who are these strange people?
What am I doing here?
Late:
'She is lost.'
That’s how it is…and it’s sad when you see someone that you love go through that. You think of all the things they know, and can share with you but it’s locked in their brain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Where am I? ' Thanks for sharing.