I want to scream! Scream!
Screaming out my emotions,
Bawling so loud everyone can hear
Restraining me a wee bit: Children! Children!
Where are you? Come on!
Lets go out to play, jump! Jump!
As high as you can - looking like a kite
Feel free! Be three! Leisurely as a bird
Not having a care in the world.
Tom and Jerry where are you?
Having some kind of delusion, fantasising over a lost cause.
Really I'm quite a fortunate person; have a lovely big house,
With a huge garden:
Two dogs outside! Rottweilers actually,
Guarding my front gates
Have decor you'd die for; Wall to wall carpet,
All the fine things in life, want for nothing,
Everything at my fingertips, have control,
See whom I need on demand; rich! Rich! Rich!
Have money to burn! Money to spend,
That's the game of life; aiming for what I prefer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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