Small minds with small problems,
Some days it feels like I'm David fighting Goliath!
Swimming in a bowl, full of gold fish,
They only look at their own reflection, swim off and forget anything two seconds later.
Energy vampires some may say,
Destroying who I am, until there is nothing left,
Only to move on to the next victim, who will face the same emotional death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem