Like when I drown in the waters,
I know it is the sign of desperation.
Please tell me. Am I subdued?
I then look at myself in the mirror
But, oh, the oceans don't have reflections.
Still, I ask. Am I subdued?
Then I go desperate, I start not to
Sleep- as if there was no other day.
No other day to make it right.
I am crying- I write this poem
To let you know, I am on the verge
Of desperation. I thought my
Brown skin will fade when I
Drown into the deep sea. I
Blink my eyes, I raise my eyebrow.
I am still clutching at straws
Into the waters- with the giant
Waters splashed all over my body.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem