Shall I defy the wind with my rage? 
Challenge the ocean with my tears? 
Shall I fight my way from this mortal cage
And summon the courage to face my fears? 
Shall I wander down this path alone
Being whatever I wish to be? 
Shall I listen to the earth howl and moan? 
Or shall I ignore all in my desire to be free? 
Shall I yeild to the whims of fate? 
Or shall I battle to claim whats mine? 
Shall I learn to love or hate
Or succumb to a plan more divine? 
Shall I lay my head down to sleep
On a pillow of feathery down? 
Or am I cursed, my sins to deep
To throw off this barbed wire crown? 
Shall I dream of golden days
Or of skies cast in steel? 
Shall my soul gleam in glorious haze
Or must I see what's real? 
Shall I? Will I? These questions in my heart
Do they make me yearn? 
Pulling the threads away part by part
Shall I someday learn?                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Good poem. You are so young and yet with so much sadness. Life should lie before you like a brilliant golden shine, a canvas for you to paint as you go, colours cheerful, like the merriment of wine...