You call me bad,
because I speak the truth
You call me arrogant,
because I don't listen to your notions
You call me rebellious,
because I don't follow your norms.
You call me mad,
because I choose to live my way
You call me immature,
because I don't wear the mask of adult.
But, whatever you call me,
I love it all;
Because I know you are just fools!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem