when the one thing you are looking for
is no where to be found
and you're backsteping all of your moves
trying to figure it out
you wanna reach out
you wanna give in
your head is wrapped round
whats around the next bend
you wish you can find somthing warm bcz you're shivering cold
its the first thing you see
as you open your eyes
last thing you say
as your saying your goodbyes
something inside you crying
driving on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem