Childhood dreams are gone
innocent laugh is gone
now, we must become something important
so, people get wild
in their quest to achieve the goal.
We have changed.
My friends also changed.
We grew up and the innocent life is gone
But I don't like it
no, I can't live this way
I don't like cannibalism.
by my poetry book, Still Blues?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem