Why is it some people,
Are made convinced to believe...
Those minding their own business,
Are envious of them.
When they are the ones,
Stirring up conflicts to begin arguments.
Then to leave declaring themselves,
To have been victimized.
By the ones doing their best to ignore,
What is an obvious display...
Of mental unrest.
Seeking a need to be noticed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem