I am not going to pretend to be what i know I am not.
Yes, it is a temptation. And perhaps even a thrilling sensation.
But to make my identity about only a lie, to be that cruel
and sadistic and narcissistic is something I can not
even try- for I know how wrong and how mean and how
unforgivable it actually is. I wish I were as insensitive!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem