There was a time in my life
When I always kept to myself
To shy to say or do anything
In front of anyone, just to scared
I mean, I had no idea what to say
Or how to act around people
I fumbled and barely smiled
Having only known suppression
You learn how to hide yourself
Hoping no one would look
People who knew me, were
The ones that knew me well
living in that cloud of doom
One never really could see
What other people see
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This reminds me a lot of my Mom, she's a great women, but she is shy and I would say distrustful of people. People see what they want to see, its never who they actually are. Sad but good stuff