My foul behavior’s met by reprimanding friends
Who are blind to logic in my acts
And reject the way my heart defends..
That call me reclusive, a liar and fool
And curse me as their enemy
As they drag my pride to places
That it wants so desperately to flee.
I don’t wish to wreck morality
, but just to fill this empty heart in me.
And I shall not ask for sympathy
from the judging eyes that cannot see
this captured soul I beg to free.
I must introduce my subconscious motives
that explain my irrationality..
but I hesitate to make them known
because that means giving up my privacy.
So I surrender to your accusations
as my head hangs with humility.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem