I know you're working for yourself,
Whom are you trying to impress?
I know you're trying to fill your shelf
With trophies made out of your mess
I know you're hiding close behind,
That sweetness which fades each hour,
I know she's twirling up your mind
Advice! Don't judge a girl by her cover
And now there you go again
With the same trick that's worked wonders
And coming closer is like touching a lion's mane
And I am no hunter
What good is jealousy if it wouldn't even,
Get you where you want to go?
And mightier than the sword is my pen
Is it that you think of others as foes?
And here again, you go again
With the same trick that's worked wonders
And coming closer is like touching a lion's mane
And I am no hunter
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I would like to translate this poem
i just have to say this again Meriam, I am amazed at your deep thoughts for this age.