just hold on,
and be strong!
it won't be long;
things will be alright.
it too early to cry;
though is not time to die,
I bet things will be alright.
you like staring at me;
for that, I will not leave;
so, it a urge from me,
don't cry for me!
please pray for me,
is like I'm ill;
but, if it becomes worsen;
and I cannot make it;
don't cry for me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem