The sun sets on another day,
another day that's gone forever
I’m pathetic, no, more than pathetic
Where’s my grasp on independence?
The crazy world out there
and those who inhabit
The thought itself provokes me
to insanity, to fear, to hate
Someone once told me,
Look at yourself
for who you really are,
not for what you wish you were
but when i look
there’s a void
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem