Acting as a cloak under which to hide,
allowing myself to reveal more of me
without having to feel completely
exposed to all that is out there, but
then taken away by the breaking of
dawn and being replaced with fears of
acceptance and pressure to be just like
the rest. Destroying all sense of
individuality for the sake of peace of
mind for the commen man on the
street
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem