No where to run
No where to hide
nothing to offer
on this downhill side
Never been much
but a simple man
broken and alone
no matter where I am
No real bitch
got it better than most
but things dont make you happy
money is like dry toast
the real things in life
are the moments you found
when you felt loved
regardless of who is around
time to walk away
and put it all down
spend a few moments
before I drown
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem