you are running,
but your depression is catching up,
My one-sided friend.
you are acting,
but the seats are lonesome,
beginning to end.
you are winning,
but the loser is now playing another,
game around the bend,
You are superiorizing,
but the inferiors dont know or care for
the opinions that you silently send
She is idolizing,
but the clay, is beginning to chip.
No known cure or mend.
I am watching,
You my muse, metamorphize,
from pain to subject of intent.
“I am watching, You my muse, metamorphize, from pain to subject of intent.” Nice composition,10++
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I would like to translate this poem
''you are winning, but the loser is now playing another, game around the bend, '' very good..