You see me here,
You see me there,
But you don't see ME.
I've hidden myself,
So you won't see the real me.
But that's the problem,
It's been hidden so long,
That not even I,
Know the real me.
One day I hoped to reveal myself to you.
But that may take years,
And I might not have that long.
Someday the darkness will recede,
And the real me will be seen in true form.
Then, and only then, you will see the REAL Me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem