I am watching you
make
fake real
and real fake
your eyes hid
behind the lid
when you do
not like the truth
does not make it less so
if you are
holding on to illusions
you have got to
let them go
you are living
in a glass house
and everybody
can see you
because you are
exposed to the
naked light!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem