Once thought I was good
Now Im not so sure
Never thought to much
Now my brain ticks to much
Its a good thing I have this voice
Thats loud, annoying, like a siren
Telling me theyre probably right
Once I thought I was good
Now...I just think to much
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is good to reflect upon oneself and find out how good or bad s/he is. Nice poem.