I question if I'm a good person
Mainly cause at times I'm selfish
I think if I had a time machine
To change the things I regret
I'd eventually do it, and I wonder...
If that means that everyone was right
Or, if it's a part of being human
I have the right to change
For the better in the present
But it's the past that haunts me still.
Could a time machine really fix me? .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem