Honestly I say that a half this world is a world of fake -
I have many experiences
I had learnt all by myself so far
Fake world is part of the reality of my world
I love it - a lot of my fake world though not too often
To think about it seriously
(I run out of breath for thousands falseness)
All things happened will not tell you that the world is
Filled with falsehoods
If I there find authenticity
When the owner tried hard to hide it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem