Poeme : To My Mind, You Will See

I feel depressed cause in this world
All is so dark, all is so twit
I can’t dream cause the nothingness hants my nights,
I feel so bad cause anyone can understand my feelings
I can’t be glad since I want to fight
For the peace, for the love, for a better world…
What strikes me is the pityless which is expressed by the human race.
And i know, and it’s showed that it can’t be changed
But i can’t stop to complain cause I don’t manage to find my place.

If someone can see into my mind
He will just observe a destroyed world
And a space, a nightmare and a scary life
Where a man cryes his life and wants his dead.
This one can’t liberate himself, can’t leave his body
Cause everyone is struggling in his heart. .
He must go on, to suffer from himself, to look like a monster
A poor man, who lives in hathered, misunderstanding.
And i know and it’s showed that it can’t be changed
But i can’t stop to complain cause i don’t manage to find my place

i fil dəpʁesεd kozə ɛ̃ ti wɔʁld
al is so daʁk, al is so twi
i kante dʁəam kozə tə nɔtɛ̃ɲεs-ɑ̃ mi niɡt,
i fil so bad kozə aniɔnə kɑ̃ œ̃dεʁstɑ̃d mi filiŋ
i kante bə ɡlad sɛ̃sə i wɑ̃ to fiɡt
fɔʁ tə pəasə, fɔʁ tə lɔvə, fɔʁ a bεte wɔʁld…
wa stʁikə mə is tə pitilεs wik is εkspʁesεd bi tə ymɑ̃ ʁasə.
ɑ̃d i knɔw, ɑ̃d itεs ʃɔwεd ta it kante bə ʃɑ̃ʒεd
byt i kante stɔp to kɔ̃plɛ̃ kozə i dɔnte manaʒə to fɛ̃d mi plasə.

if sɔməɔnə kɑ̃ si ɛ̃to mi mɛ̃d
ə wij ʒyst ɔpsεʁvə a dεstʁwajεd wɔʁld
ɑ̃d a spasə, a niɡtmaʁə ɑ̃d a skaʁi lifə
wəʁə a mɑ̃ kʁiz- is lifə ɑ̃d wɑ̃z- is dəad.
tiz- ɔnə kante libəʁatə ɛ̃sεlf, kante ləavə is bɔdi
kozə əvəʁiɔnə is stʁyɡliŋ ɛ̃ is əaʁ.
ə myst ɡo ɔ̃, to syfe fʁɔm ɛ̃sεlf, to luk likə a mɔ̃ste
a puʁ mɑ̃, wo livəz- ɛ̃-atəʁεd, mizœ̃dεʁstɑ̃diŋ.
ɑ̃d i knɔw ɑ̃d itεs ʃɔwεd ta it kante bə ʃɑ̃ʒεd
byt i kante stɔp to kɔ̃plɛ̃ kozə i dɔnte manaʒə to fɛ̃d mi plasə