Anxiety, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you eat, skip and hide,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the awful pride.
Let me compare you to a stark sawdust?
You are more scary, thundery and dark.
Steep heat toasts the dense frolics of August,
And summertime has the tense oligarch.
How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your mean anger and attitude.
How your personality fills my days!
My hate for you is the unlawful pseud.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem