I go to church just to pray.
Saying im sorry for the things I say.
The people I hurt the friends I've lost.
Seem to me now like the ulitmate cost.
So as I head back to my home.
Knowing now that Im all alone.
And I guess thats the price I have to pay.
For everything I had said that day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem