Am I the one you put together?
Or the ready-made different other
Am I the real me
Or the one you want me to be
Am I the one you put so high?
High above all
(If I am)
I fear I may fall
And end up with a hole
In my fragile soul
And disappoint us all
It is often impossible and futile to try to live up to the false ideas that others have of us. That truth is well and concisely expressed in this poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Do not fear dear, just don't give it a chance. And be the real you. Very nice one. Cheers.