You thought my kindness was weakness
You thought I was innocent and a mannequin
That I was blind to the ways of the world
That I was a gullible little boy or girl.
You believed you had the right to hate me
You believed I was soft for little children
That I believed everything people told me
That I fell for your foolish games.
You thought you could decide my lifestyle
You thought you could steal my happy smile
You thought you could compete needlessly with me
You thought I deserved to cry and not be free.
But this is where our friendship ends
This is where I know you're using me for fun
But now these immature games are done
And it is me that has only just begun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem