No more 'am I going to say I want.
No longer will I I speak about the self being taunt.
I cannot live and give.
Because I'd rather not ache.
I cannot accept these things, others consider fate.
Summer used to be my favorite season, but now it will be winter.
July is no longer appealing.
I will not speak about a swan and how it gives me nice feelings.
I will not drink coffee in a cafe.
I'd rather drink on the street.
I will not be in a cage trapped and feeling weak.
I will not tell someone to stay when they want to leave.
I'd rather say it was a pleasure.
I will not let my children play in a bush, but let them be noticed ready for life's endeavors.
I may be a sight to see but you will not see me in a show.
I may run, but I will not walk and never will I stand on my toes.
I will not do anything that is a four-letter word.
I will not even call this a poem!
No.
This is a statement.
Someone should've thought of it a long while ago.
These words should already be ancient!
I'll write things that I'll desire to say.
But never will I talk.
I'll stand up for my rights, but never will I boss.
I'll see the beauty in a pigeon before I see it in a dove.
And I'll always remember this piece so I'll never say words like LOVE.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem