I try to
define my life
but I can't
because my life
is too simple
My idea of
life is particular
and isolated
My idea of
life is great
and crazy
My idea of
life is being
at home forever
Nobody can understand
my idea of
life
It flows slowly
and profoundly
I'm concentrated to
create my new
life
I want to
strongly that my
new life is
a safe refuge
for weak health
I feel guilty
to think of
an idea of
my own life
It's an obsession
to have an
idea of life
My idea of
life is wrong
and maleficent
I don't want
to share my
idea
My idea of
life follows the
instinct and the
curiosity
My idea of
life is to
be a rich
housekeeper
Sometimes my idea
of life is
to live completely
locked in my
house
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