All I know,
Is what I feel,
And hear,
The sounds of anything near,
My vision is warped,
Muddled by the bending light,
And strange reflection,
All I say,
Is what I am taught,
By others corrupted minds,
I am subject to,
All this benign kindness,
And false expression,
But through thick and thin,
I haved changed,
And developed,
My own distinct personality,
Cogito Ergo Sum
I am,
Who I am,
I never have a plan,
I am a dog,
Chasing cars,
I wouldn't know what to do,
If I ever caught one,
I am unlike all the others,
With their dull intuition,
I think with my head clear,
Even when I risk all that is dear,
I am different,
I am here,
Cogito Ergo Sum
If ever there was a subject to contemplate this is it. You deliberately don't go too deep and seem to let the whole thing write itself which is very effective. Well done
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A unmeaningful poem