If Once I were to lose my mind about something anonymous
What more would I become?
What thoughts have I thought about what have I thought about?
What does life give that might help
Will this light of the day be enough to keep me away from the dark?
Will the sights or wonderful things be a cure for me?
The countless thoughts of me going insane never crossed my mind till now
Will I be like this always?
My feelings about people and things will they be the same
Why must I wonder so much?
What does the meaning of me worrying right now make such a difference?
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What am I worrying about?
Life is the something what is a waste
Life is something I look forward that a moment dies and gains a new moment
A new day to experience
A new memory to have
The ability to see and live and enjoy every moment
That’s why there’s sane not me going insane
My sane of my life regaining the greatness in it and the life
That I once lost and now a new one found.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem