I've been protected by deceivers.
And they did not know it.
Since they attempted to convince others,
As to who they believed I was...
That doing allowed me to be free.
Free to be the me I am.
And those who had deceived,
Are the ones today being watched closely.
I call this my method of...
Being oneself at all times.
It never fails,
Whatever the perceptions.
Leaving those who are close,
Kept even closer.
People have a way,
Of expressing their beliefs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree- if you can't be yourself, something is badly wrong somewhere. I like your the-glass-is-half-full outlook here. (which makes it no less true)