For myself I must be real,
For myself I try to heal,
For myself I hide in my room,
For myself I open up to doom.
For you I laugh so hard,
For you I try another card,
For you I put on a smiling face,
As I push away my pain and disgrace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this one too! I invite you to read mine, Backwards. ~mye3