The moment when I was born,
Until this time when I must on,
How I wonder for what I’ve got.
Life is too conflict and misunderstood.
I can’t tend to race in time.
‘cause time is too fast to over take.
Everybody I know is in their journey.
Journey for the unknown world;
Some are already finished,
Some are still traveling and fighting.
Some are just begun.
But where is me, what I’ve done?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem