I've become so blind.
I can't see what I used to see.
I'm changing from what I used to be.
I was once Kind.
Now I'm so greedy, so mean.
I act like I'm the King.
But really I'm nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's nice when you have the talent to put words to paper, a wonderful way to express oneself. You of course are something, God didn't make 'nothing'. ---Good poem (10) from me.---Melvina