When i will be independent,
from the people, who validate me.
When i will able to make choices,
and forgive myself for making mistakes.
When i will stop to smile,
with broken heart and bruised soul.
When i will be downright and honest,
niether shying from future nor escaping from past.
When i will be accepting me to myself,
my ideas, my morals, my personality.
When i will start living my own life,
pushing judgemental world at bay.
When i will learn to stand on ground,
without needing too much love.
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I would like to translate this poem
oh oh dear i am speechless. i think that this is the most beautiful piece u have ever written. the beauty of your poem is simply ineffable. i believe its not the words that make a poem beautiful but its the emotions that do. and you have poured down your true feelings and emotions very beautifully. i am in love with your art.