There isn't agony,
When it comes to the probability of you and me,
It could write a symphony.
These are my thoughts daily.
Lately, I'm a mess as I'll admit,
That isn't a good enough reason for me to forfeit.
I need to remind myself of who I am.
Know that I can.
As I may,
Has no say.
These are the thoughts from day to day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem