Ever since you called me those names,
It has made me want to do nothing,
But hang my head in shame.
I don't think that I really deserved it,
Merely defending myself,
I was only climbing out of the pit.
Ever since then I have been thinking,
Of what I could call you,
But that is not my being.
I think you deserve to be trashed,
And rightfully so,
So this will be the way I will lash.
Ever since you called me that name,
It has made me want to do nothing,
But regain my own fame.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well written. The only thing I see is that the second-to-last line is missing a 'me.'