No one knows my troubles,
No one knows my pain,
Some know my life's double,
But no one sees me in the rain,
I act mean,
And everyone thinks I don't care,
But deep down inside of me,
My real personality is still there,
Whoever I reveal the true me to always betray,
They think because I'm soft they can have their way,
But before they try to take advantage of me,
I cover up with a false personality,
I'm sympathetic to no one,
To no one I show care,
I ignore nice people,
And act as if they aren't there,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ahhh such a lovely poem....picturin one's inner face.............plsnt and poignant write..........guess most of us do act like said in your poem.....10++++++++++++++++ sebastine