God help me!
I’m suffering from stress.
So confused I wore a dress.
The thing I found so very nice,
I liked the dress, so I wore it twice.
Now!
When I get angry and full of stress,
I go home and put on the dress.
Even though the dress is nice,
I can’t go out and wear it twice.
And even though I think I can,
I know I can’t,
I’m a man.
It’s not the fact that I’m a male,
And all my friends have gone so pale.
The thing that’s gone and broke my heart
Is that all my friends said “we must part.”
And all because I suffer from stress,
And I decided to put on a dress.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem