Deep down in the valley; behind the closed door, 
 walking down its alley
 Try as I may, still it seems to be
 I fall short in accomplishing my goal
 Unknown to none, but lays bare to one
 to.... unconditionally, and cherish your soul
 to simply have and to hold
I give all of myself, but it seems to be
 only half in return I receive as a masqueraded slayer
 I have come to the conclusion and now I'm convinced
....don't make no sense
One minute I'm..... and cherished in abundance
 the next you need room to breathe
 i cannt see nor know what there is, 
 Tis man's hidden land of uncertainties 
Still try as I may, I give more of myself
 and never stop trying to believe
 It seems as if it's time to relent
 Therefore, trust not what you see                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem