I can't stop
buying books
I can't stop
being obsessive with
something
I can't stop
thinking about order
and a useful
method
I can't be
happy
I can't stop
having the inspiration
I can't stop
writing and reading
because they are
my vitality
I can't stop
my loneliness
I can't stop
being creative
I can't stop
myself with exaggerations
I can't stop
being a dreamer
I can't stop
the desire for
solitude
I can't stop
dreaming an alternative
life
I can't stop
doing certain things
I can't stop
having strange visions
I can't stop
thinking about my
better life and
my shining home
I can't stop
thinking about my
lonely existence
I can't stop
drinking coke
I can't stop
being sad and
doubtful
I can't stop
wanting the control
of the house
I can't stop
wanting the loneliness
and the perfect
realm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem