You can't tell wether it is for real or for play, the only thing that can keep you focused is to pray. all that come before you has been ordained, knowing through his love it's been strained. sometimes things look so sick you get confused on what to pick, you want to dash out of character, stay in control, more to it, there is after, just pray you are not deceived, for love everyone wants, only to be grieved, you think you're going to be the happiest person in the world, why cant it stay this way, is it me that bring my wind to a swirl. I only want what is best for the other, In stead i'm out of breath, chasing my brother. mental battle going on. from which my heart won't let me run. I only seek rest, what must i do to make that jest. keep still let God do the deal, he'll seperate the fake from the real.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem and to be fair enough it's amazing so I posted 10++++++++