In this life I live events are unexpected
Leave things alone that aren't meant to be messed with
No trust in god but belief in a weapon
It's sad because I even second guess the reverend
No love or faith in this world of hate
We'll be surprised on judgement day
The life I chose was already written
But every choice I make is my decision
Its like I predict the future but think it's my conscience
And in every dream I think it's just nonsense
But in reality i just wanna save my content
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem