I look around and everyone seems content
In this world that is lively spent
I smile and wave and hide the inner me
this person is not someone for them to see
This person is mean and not nice
and she isn't going to give up without a fight
she is controlling and wants things her way
and I am afraid she is here to stay
my greatest fear is to be just like her
my emotions are under her control, a great big stir
If i don't control my life soon...
there won't be any part left of me in this lonely room
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful but the fact that one might lose control of their own life to darkness is quite scary.