Images flashing inside my mind.
Images I need but can’t seem to find.
Images facing me, all around.
Images I want cannot be found.
Images pressuring me from every side.
Images show me that time we cried.
Images hurting me in just one way.
I didn’t fit in with your image,
I heard you say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem