I've been dwelling around life for years
giving fake smiles and hiding tears
while searching for the miracle rays
got sleepless nights and restless days
I've been spending way too long
trying to figure out what went wrong
If I could re-live my past again
I would plan things to avoid the pain
I've been asking time after time
why my heart is not always mine
why at times, my head hangs low
why do I cry, I fail to know
I've been wondering if I know what to say
as years go by and time fades away
If all is in the future we can't see yet
for whatever we did, why regret
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a great source of calamity is regret and anticipation