I walk on the road
to find myself
Looking at the things
that change around me...
Don't know where to start
to look for the sign
That marks the point
Where I started with my march...
Everything has changed
with the moving time
Leaving behind the memories
that brings me a smile...
Wish I could turn around
walking back to the moments
Just to feel the essence of
being the person once I was...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem