I'm not tired of living, I'm too tired to live.
I've seen and done more than a thousand men.
How's that possible?
I'll tell you.
Because I've lived, I have survived,
And I'm still here,
You bastards! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Agree with you. Though we have to compare our lives to others. Usually in that case our life is actually pretty good. It is a cruel, gruesome world for so many.
Yes, that's true Lyn. Sorry I took so long to reply to you. Thank you for commenting.