They say she has a
malady
but in her head
there's this glorious
melody.
When others hear noise
or nothing at all,
she recognises
her song.
It is heartbreaking
that they'd rather
judge her
try change it,
than
listen to her experience
save her the loneliness
and joyfully play along.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem