Just For One Day

She doesnt know what to do anymore
because she's running out ideas.
She can't understand why she cares so much
when everybody's already given up.
She's tired of feeling alone.
Tired of whats going on at home.
She's tired of everything going wrong.
Tired of not wanting to go on.

Just for one day,
she wishes everything could go right.
Everyone would like the feeling
and decide to let it stay.
To be able to smile along with her heart.
And say she's truly happy today.

Even with a smile on her face,
she feels like a discrace.
Even with world still moving
she wants to stop.
She wants to dropp to the floor and cry.
Puffy eyes and all,
she still needs someone there as she falls.

And just for one day,
she wishes everything could go right.
Everyone would like the feeling
and decide to let it stay.
To be able to smile along with her heart.
And say she's truly happy today.

by Genevieve Campbell

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Comments (3)

If i am wrong in my predictions against you then explain why you have chosen to not include the spelling of "Turkish" without a capital letter? You can find it in the "translators words" in the book The Battle of Karbala. I refuse to read or teach my children your work until i am satisfied with an honest answer.
I see no authenticity or sincerety in what you translate in the book "battle of Karbala" it seems you are very transient in explaining your political views against the Turkish people which puts doubt about how authentic your translation may be. I find disunity, disrespect and utter dissapointment in you as a translator taher al shemaly. Your job should be not biased in any way and not to include your political views in a translation you have chosen to translate.
A dedication, to every shiite, felt the pains of his life.