Thinking and talking of yesterday most days,
because in mind they were better than what
I'm living through today.
Cautiously walking, nonplussed, being
satisfied with nothing but intellect and
imagination, entertaining myself like I've
always done since I was a child.
(9: 48 a.m. - 1/6/14)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem