Hark! my laugh, my industrious mouth,
Spilling its lies and its jokes.
Boring, boring your blah blah blah spout,
Makes me wanna shoot holes in your folks.
Too much I know!
But I'm so shy!
Why can't you pretend that you know me.
Or that I'm actually good at this
Can't you see that I'm lonley?
I mechanically look at you, 'Please tell me more, I insist! '
Why do this dance?
Why play this game?
Surrounded by chance,
Opportunity and blame
But if I leave now I'll always regret
That you never met me, only my breath
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem