When you worry about what others may think,
You let the whole moment just slip in a blink;
So what about life and freedom it brings?
Is it supposed to be always like this? ..
Hey, what's your main tone? Hey, where's your home?
Hey, why you are here standing all on your own?
And why is your tongue has no toxic at all?
And what is your wisdom? Why your hope has to fall?
You know, in the end you'll destroy that wall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, if we spend too much time thinking about what others thought about us we'd have no life, as we get older we know this. Self respect is all we need.