you
the person who breathes
the one that breathes smoke
instead of air
you
the person who talks
the one that speaks lies
instead of truth
you
the person who sees
the one that sees darkness
instead of light
you
the person who grows
the one that grows weak
instead of strong
you
the person who dwells
the one that dwells on past mistakes
instead of learning from them
you
the person who cries
the one that cries when you're alone
instead of being happy by yourself
you
the person who dies
the one that rots and fades away
instead of living on through your good deeds
you
the person who hates
the one that gives hatred
before giving love
you
the disgusting
the selfish
the mad
the wicked
the lost
the forgotten
you
the person who hides
the one that runs
instead of facing yourself
you
the person who eats
at me
the one that points
and laughs
at me
well i don't mind you
because, you see
you...
are just like
me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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