For the longest of time, I found no reason or rhyme,
but it seems like it's soon going to change.
No longer wasting my dime, or waking up with a sigh,
I'm looking forward to face the new days.
Don't wanna get too caught up, by handing over the trump,
so I gotta maintain some control.
I don't like the word love, but I want out of the slump.
I'm just riding the wave as it rolls.
I sure didn't seek what is happening to me,
but I like to get the good with the bad.
Above all other things, I now can believe,
this may be the best thing I've had.
The more I keep my distance, and the more I let it slide
The more I can't deny that growing feeling deep inside
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem