I live in a strange world
One of my own
Very few can find me
I have a strange mind
Where there is no home
Nobody can reach me
I see in strange vision
The land is psychedelic
Many try to seek it
I am a strange girl
With a hunger in my soul
And no one can feed it.
There's strange, and then there's strange. Embrace them as you so well express you do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Embracing strangeness extends life. Good write. Nice introspection.