And so she built herself a snowy tower of solitude
in the far reaches of her reality
to be alone with her thoughts and dreams
away from those who wished her harm
Her sisters bullied her daily
they liked to hit her and pull her hair
there wasn't much she could do about it
and her mother didn't seem to care
When the days got too much
to her refuge she would flee
her family could not touch her there
until she returned to reality
She hopes one day to be able to stay forever
and never to go back home
though it would mean that to others she'd dead
she was always at her happiest
in the tower in her head
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem