In my town

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Here is my poem/ song — in English. If anyone thinks they can translate this for me please do inbox my Facebook.

cold

cold winter streets

in the UK,

can you hear

there is pain in what I say?

That's why I do for me,

do it my way

 

might see me smile as I skip to a beat,

happiness reciprocates half of what i see,

around me-

I might see uncertainty,

still simple — pleasentries,

i see beuty in everything

 

Do you? -do you enjoy a summer breeze-

or the way- the way the wind blows through the trees.

 

On moonlit sky I feel what I describe,

something calls to me,

I gaze at the ligts-

Oh what a wonderful sight (but then)

I dont know if its just me- or is it this society?

or gravity, swiflty brings me back down to reality

so sometimes I wish to be alone,

no blanket or cover,

to descover a path in life completley new to me,

so i jump up and grab every oppertunity

 

Is it the life we lead? — oh no,

then is it the dream I dream?- oh no,

then is it the songs you write?- no I don't really think so,

That keep you up at night?- no i dont really think so

An idea, about true poverty,

most are rich but poor in life and Ideology,

people caught up,

in technology,

have no concern, or they never make appologies,

then meaningless labels in the city shops,

and kids at corner shops,

they're on the block, theyre selling rock,

theyre wasting time,

dream chasers not dream makers,

most of them just being fakers,

never givers, they are takers,

 

and I, I sit back listening, daydreaming wondering, daydreaming pondering, on what i should be thinking of in slumbering

 

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