Trying to forget, 
But the scars stand strong.
Wishing I could go back, 
Just to change it, 
But I don't think it would change much, 
Because you can't stop the inevitable, 
And I should never really have hoped, 
Because I was always going to be let down, 
But that's a lesson I'll never forget, 
And maybe oneday, 
Someone like you will understand, 
The value of that lesson.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    