Sometimes when I close my eyes,
I find myself thinking of what i shouldn't.
A general air of malaise floods my mind
as forbidden feelings are kept hidden.
Every stranger has a story to share,
their silhouettes that dance on unknown rhythm
wish to say some words out loud
without weighing the consequences.
Such words swivel inside my head
as i imagine of all the things that could have been.
however, reality is a strange thing
that compels me to hide in my rotten fantasies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem