I fell into a trap,
I was certain I’d enjoy
because the bricks seemed to lay on well.
Now that I am at this height,
I am uncomfortable.
And I won’t pretend this time,
I want to come down!
I miss my solitude.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eloquently penned in a short free verse you have managed to described your feelings so well...True! Many who experiences fame and popularity, at the height of their career, under the spotlight they misses their old peaceful life. Missing their self, and many chooses to come down or escape for awhile to their busy famous life....10