Why do people see me like that?
I just a normal person not silly
like they wants to treat me
I will like to be a person who wants to fight
fight for my life, fight to grow
It is hard but I have to
They look and laugh at me
They say that I can't
That make me feel sorrow
That make me weak
It is not time for game overs
It is time to start
They'll probably succeed
in the road of bother me,
But they won't succeed on killing my soul
I'm strong, too strong for not being cold inside
If they want to bother, they are silly
Their joke someday will be over
An like a fenix I will born again from my ashes
To become stronger, to become me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem