does anyone else hear the voices
echoing the mouse's choices
no one knew how hard she tried
all those secrets were hard to hide
away she was tucked inside her cave
slowly digging her early grave
it fed on her nutrional lines
no one really saw the signs
and then the mouse had to grow up and deal
and spend the rest of her life trying to heal
decisions made keep her constantly thinking
and they could be the cause of the drugging and drinking
wishing she had not fallen into adolescent traps
then made her world would not have collapsed
but here she is the rock that you see
far from bound yet far from free
wishing that once she'd hear the voice
that echo's the mouse's hardest choice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem