I enjoy perfectly my solitude.
There's two in me how can i be bored? .
I play with my mind tricks, show attitude.
The first me is preserve the second open to the world.
I undersdand and accept every flaw.
I calculate things, match the puzzle be precise.
I follow my rules, i don't belong to creed or any law.
I refuse to be involved or listen to any lies.
I could transform in any situation.
A good guy to a crazy freak.
With my talent i craft creation yet assemble frustration.
I could sink in an ocean of silence, or loudly my mind speak.
I could swim upstream or with the flow.
I could be fast like a dream or like reality slow.
Maybe i will overreact might look like a monster.
With my wide angry eyes turning red.
Yet i can have a heart of a kid craving for love at a foster.
I can demoslish walls, still lay on you gently my head.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem