they have a way of finding
the perfect faces to sanctuary themselves on
be they good or bad
it's the same difference
they differentiate you from me
and myself from others
they stick to us like glue
they take over our lives
and even if we could try to see the person you really are
we would always see what has beem\n carved on your forehead
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem