Walking lonely on the street
Thinking of what the priest
Said and if it's right or it's
Wrong like every thing he says
I grew up here and I can't
Depart from it even though
I know it is wrong
Because I'm afraid
What if it turns out real in the end?
Will He have forgiveness or will He say
"I gave you the opportunities to follow me
But you thought it was a stupid game"
No, listen to me, I'm gonna say
I wanted to think like you love to
To question everything and stay
As rational as you are too
I'm with freedom and rebellion so I can't
Be in the same room as someone degrading
All of those things because he never
Possessed them
We know we are manipulated but we
Can't do anything because
It's very popular, it's a very big trend
And
What if it turns out real in the end?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem