something so human
very much like us
or myself,
i see from here and i always come back for it
wishing that i get fed up
and become free
but no
it is always in my mind and no matter how many times i view it
it is still a favorite
it tickles every nerve
makes me alive
so forgive me
soon i must leave what you think is best for me
i go and sit and watch and wait
the suspense for a lifetime
something that grows inside myself
stands up and strong
makes me alive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem