What we wish to tell others
When others wish us for the same
Sometimes it highly bothers,
We might even consider it lame,
Still why do we wish for the same!
When it is for others it's just a say,
When it comes to oneself the way
Is not in any way the same,
Nobody is to take the blame
As the neurons play this lame game.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem