Do I smell so bad?
Do I look so ugly?
You make me so sad.
Surely, I will not become holy.
Are my words naive?
My road towards change is not yet pave.
My voice has never been raised;
That’s why I’ve never been blessed.
Did I forget that world is full of hostility?
Or did I hope that they will smile at me.
I tried to get on the way,
But it seems too hard for an unworldly.
I’m on a place I don’t belong.
They all perceived me as wrong.
Do you think I’m a failed creation?
Your heart gets hard like a stone.
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I would like to translate this poem
not at all, keep on and never mind them. and I don't know if you're ugly or not, but I know you write beautifully.