People always has a mistake
in looking me for their own sake
they always hate me for what i am
they thought of me as afoolish and damned
i hate their vile stares at me
it feels like stepping on my face heavily
it's true that i have some error
but why they can't just look on the mirror
i know i have tresspassed my limitation
but their advice we're far from the situation
aren't they ashamed of what their mouths had spit
it's aphidly annoying me, with no hit
they're mumbling with nonesenseness
taking away all of my happiness
they're making my negative emotions rise
they're making me hallow with absurd advice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow.. this one hit me like stone! .... like sumone threw a stone straight directly to my heart... nice job dude! ...