Somewhere in my heart resides a song,
It plays, I sing when we are all alone,
Its a tune that all day repeats,
For me its a melody while people call them beats
Somewhere in my eyes there is a rainbow,
It shines, I look when I close my eyes,
I count its colors as they gleam,
For me its a road I walk, while people call it a dream.
There is a circus running in my mind,
I am a ring master there fulltime,
When audience see the clown they laugh,
For people its just a fantasy but I call it my craft.
Sometimes I talk to myself when no one is around,
The things that are forbidden to talk among crowd,
It helps me when life gets hazy,
To me it works as a therapy though people think its crazy.
Its very hard to live among the people,
They like everything very straight and simple,
Its suppose to bring them harmony,
They call it reality, to me its monotony.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem