I’d be in such a bind.
I would not have any friends,
If I spoke my mind.
If I voiced my thoughts,
I’d be so distraught,
I would not have any joy,
If I voiced my thoughts.
If I said my intent,
I’d be in such torment.
I would not have anyone,
If I said my intent.
If I ever explained,
I’d be truly pained.
I would not ever have a smile,
If I ever explained.
Maybe I am wrong,
Maybe they’d play along.
Maybe I wouldn’t be judged,
Maybe I am wrong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem