I fall but I never cry
I hate the haters but I still lie
The top becomes a skycrapper
The ink just flooded the papper
Still the same face with different heart
There aint an innocent on earth
Just fightin the pain
Never found a girl to call my main
The world still heavy i may paralyse
Am still working as a data analyse
An amatuer with a big dream
Am burning on the electrode beam
Its time to rise the fame
The world made me cold in this game
Pick it up and build the wall
The stones they throw doesnt make me fall
Aaaagh! The poverty really hurts more
They just shook me to the core
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem indeed. Thanks.