Try to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders without falling flat
Without forgetting how to use what little strength you have
Try to be the reason those tortured souls can smile
Without losing the false happiness you have inside
No matter how weak your backbone may be, once you snap every thing you fought for no longer stays intact
But don’t let the rest see your hidden persona
‘Cause once they know the truth you’re just another one of them Someone they can’t lean on, another who only pretends
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem