People think I am full of pride
Not knowing what I am inside
Hate to look at people and stare
Truthfully let me tell
What you want I give and share
I got soft and fragile heart
In this planet, I have nothing to be proud
I got nothing, nothing is what I got
So I got nothing to be proud
But proud of what and who I am
And that is that…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It looks like you need practice, practice, practice. Read poetry, write your own, with time you will get there, most likely. Best wishes H