Walking through the dark alone is bad enough.
I don’t need you following me.
Who the hell are you anyway?
Why cant I see your face?
Am I having a nightmare or is this real?
Oh please God let it be a dream.
You walk like a human, you have arms and legs,
So why don’t you feel human?
Why, why wont you let me see your face?
Please stop following me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem