Life is full of
Suffering and pain.
The day you've born,
Might take the life of a woman.
The day you die,
Bring this world a trash to be handle.
Everyone's life is actually full of
Sorrow.
The struggles as you are growing up,
Receiving the hatres as others brought,
And some talks in the brain
Driving you insane.
My life is full of joy.....
Just kidding.
Everyday swimming in the ocean of troubles.
A bunch of problems,
Not about you,
But you need to handle,
Yet I don't know nothing.
Life is meaningful,
As many people have been told.
Apparent to be, yet everyone the same,
Living the the same loop,
The loop of suffer.
It just a lie to keep you in the circle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem