I'm losing, I’m trapped in an illusion
the truth only adds to my confusion
So if I doubt the sincerity of the words you speak
pardon my rudeness
but please don't judge my prudence
for I am only a boy
A mere child ripped from my mother’s womb
tossed into a world where they assume
My innocence will be my doom when in fact it acts as a cocoon
protecting me from what lies
behind seemingly welcoming eyes
but I see the disguise
A reflection of my conception of love
for which I have a bad first impression of
I thought it came at first sight
i should have looked twice
disgusted with the fact that
i almost trusted this once beloved
Mirror
but now I see clearer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem