I am it.
This endless game of tag
And I am it.
There are no teams.
No boundaries.
No rules.
And you will never be it.
You will never
Ever
Be it.
I could chase you all day
But in the end, it will be the same.
I am it.
Constantly, you outsmart me.
Even when I take a new strategy,
Even when I think you want to be captured.
Somehow, you slip away.
And still.
I am it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem