Felt like nobody pays attention on mine,
Nobody did,
Underestimating me, Yes.
The coldest moment, where there was no sun,
Like a little worm among snakes, I was.
Felt like being chased by them, I ran as fast as I could
Ran from the truth that I am no worth.
Now,
I am standing on my own feet,
In front of the snakes, and tell them,
'Here I am, notice me, I could pass the storm while you couldn't do'
Life cycles where you don't know where it leads you..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem