Don't you get tired?
Of drama's in life
Doesn't it make you?
Want to kick up a fuss
Don't do this
Don't do that
Heaven have mercy
Get off my back
Or sometimes it's bland
And it just makes
You so mad
You just want to
Throw things around
In a rage
But decorum dictates
That you must smile
And behave
Oh what a shame
To keep secrets at bay
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh what a shame To keep secrets at bay If you do that you become a prisoner to yourself, some times the best thing is to say what you feel, repression is its own toxicity. That and write, write your heart and let the beauty soar.