When I acted like a liar, they called me a liar.
When I acted like a rich man, they started the rumor I was rich.
When I feigned indifference, they classed me as the indifferent type.
But when I inadvertently groaned because I was really in pain, they started the rumor that I was faking suffering.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem