They say you never listen
never want to hear.
When actually you're
tired of their voices in your ear.
Turn left! Turn left!
Like you don't know what's best.
Go right! Go right!
You resist with all your might.
You're you. They're not.
So they can put you on the spot.
Let them call you what they wish.
Turn left, turn right.
Let them miss what they'll miss
because in the end you'll decide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem