our themes are always
revivals
how did i spend my summer
vacation?
what can i tell you about myself?
Lies i tell to mother are the same lies i tell to
friends
Truths that we keep to ourselves are the same
truths forever
The longer they are kept private
the more sober we become
our themes remain us
how soon we realize that we are just a theme
written and rewritten
copy and paste.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem