Life always begins, therefore it always must end
Some sooner than others, I guess it depends
Who you can be, the decisions you make
Am I still asleep or am I awake
The soft touch of skin tells me this is a dream
I have more issues than It would seem
If you met me you’d think I’m just a normal guy
But what goes on in my head makes me want to die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem