i am a bit
weird, mostly suspicious
the usual questions i
ask
are you married? how many
kids?
what do you do for a living?
and then i begin to
weave my own stories
and people feel how kind
i am
putting them there with
that usual ending
and they all live happily
ever after
and as you all know
most of these are not really true.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem