What I wrote
Surely, no one will understand
Why?
'Cause they don't know
What I've been through.
While they talking
My lips may give them a smile
Do i really glad
They don't know
'Cause when the bird sang
I'm sure and dare to say
Each of them who were talking
Surely have a different feelings.
As the wind blow
I let my soul go through the wind
As the rain fall
I let my self go down where the rain dropped
And when I hold my pen
I let my hand do as my mind say.
They may call me crazy
And I would not blame them
'Cause they don't know
The things I'm going through.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem