This is for you.
Yes, you.
The one who is sad
Be glad.
I'm writing a poem about you
Life is messed up, yes.
But I am here.
I have a messed up life too.
How queer?
Yet we never speak.
Talk to me.
I don't mind if you weep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem