I like to think that I am one
Who always tries to think and do,
So good and right is what gets done,
Even if maybe not done true.
So whatever doubts there may be,
I of course like others to tell
That good and right was done by me,
And that I did so very well.
Too many times, too many lies
Let me too foolishly believe
That I was right and good in guise,
When truly just fool to deceive.
A best loving friend is one who'll
Let me know truth when I'm a fool.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem