Just like in a box of closed life
Suffocated by misunderstamg
Controlled in an unshouted silence
Living in a sealed cornerstone of confusion
Absence of quietness and serenity
Soaked in an aquarium withour air of openess
Unmoved in what you want to do
Like a machine and like a push button in every move
I can’t breath in the poisonous feeling in every storm of troubles and undying stress of worriness without freedom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem