I might not be,
Who you think you see.
I am some one else
With a the same pulse.
I think differently,
And more dramatically.
I am not the same,
For this is not the same game.
I feel shacky,
My stomach is acky.
I look alike from before,
For my heart will soon soar.
I have no feelings,
They are just dings.
My wings,
They open when i sing.
I am not the same form before,
I am not who you thought you seen,
My heart is not wraped like a core,
I am not your queen.
I am not the same person.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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