Having an identity,
Also has with it its disadvantages.
When exposed in environments,
Amongst those choosing to spend their time...
Trying to impress others to find an acceptance.
And when the doing of this is more important,
Than being oneself...
Few meet anyone who is willing,
To give their honest opinion on anything...
That has not already met with a giving of approval.
'If you don't change,
You are going to spend the rest of your life,
Alone.
Doing whatever it is you wish.
And no one caring a thing about it! '
~Geeessshhh...
Does that mean,
That this peace of mind I can keep...
And will be my own forever?
Let me thank you right now for that message.
I have said it before and I'll say it again...
The devil IS a liar.
There can be a peace had.
Right here on Earth.~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem