I waited for you to release me
and when you did I ran so fast
free of something that held me down
and tied me to the past
I waited for you to tell me
that your pain was set in stone
that I hurt you, that you hated me
and that I left you all alone
but when you finally faced me
you didn't give me grief
you didn't scold my actions
and I sighed with relief
you only wished to ask me
why I chose this life for me
apart from you and many others
who tell me what I should be
you never seemed to understand
why I needed to be myself
why I pushed aside your criticism
and almost everything else
when you finally faced me
I looked you in the eye
and said, 'You were never good to me,
it's time to say goodbye.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem