He is a ghost of the concrete world,
No one can see him but me,
He watches over me like a hawk,
Making sure that I am perfectly safe,
When someone bothers me he takes care of them,
He is Like a shield always protecting me, He is always on the watch, Because he knows danger is lurking near,
When I grow angry he comes out and fight,
He never anyone hurt me no matter what,
He is my protector.
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I would like to translate this poem
Who/What could " he" be? ? ? ? a little spooky. " When I grow angry he comes out and fight, [" fights" ] He never anyone hurt me no matter what, [" never lets..] He is my protector." could you have a split personality? a " Darkest Side" of you? i like this. to make it more (to me) poem-like, maybe you could split it into stanzas and try some rhyming? ? bri :)