I'am who I'am,
jaundice of the mind might creatively visit me.
Perhaps I'll never learn to pray like you
or swim in the center of the sea.
I make no apology for that
I'am after all just me.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: July 29/2015
Time: 1: 15am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem