My motives are often questioned
Seems I'm not renowned
For my altruism.
My actions are often discussed
In sittings of friends
Sanctimonious.
My behaviour is often unhinged
And unorthodox
It is concluded.
My friends are often wary
Of vengeful neuroses
But never guilty.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice wordplay, liked how stark this was