Take off that mask so that I might see what it is that I do not see.
You see I've felt it all along, yet not once did you actually try to let me take even the smallest glance into your mirrors.
Fallen down to things one knew weren't quite sane, to fly high again forgiven, placed in a tear that fell upon my heart.
Now it is a mask that I show each time I look into your eyes. I see right through you only because the tears fell like rain, blocking the touch of your soul.
Don't you understand that you could understand quite easily? Try to think about it for a moment please; I've given too much already. Finding an inkling of change each time and keeping them in my most sacred place.
Wondering why you don't want to forget, to apear to yourself in the mist of a true balance, placing no lines between us; yourself.
Now do you understand those waves of emotions flying around inside you? I give it to you and laugh, not comprehending how I could laugh at the tears falling down my cheeks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem