You live life in other people’s eyes
You’re chained by other people’s lies
Lies of who you should be
In a cold, cold reality
Where fiction is fate
And you see the plot too late
For it to tell you how it ends
Life breaks and life mends
But the tragedy is you have no control
And no soul
When you live through other people’s eyes
For the people with glasses know
One prescription doesn’t suit all
Living life like that will make you fall!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem