How can I decide when life is a torture in disguise. Unaware of the motives hidden behind the eyes of people who pretend to sympathize. Following a dream that captures the inner strive that has been slowly compromised. However it can never be because I'm hypnotized by the dark thoughts found deep inside but still in flight finding the positives under those conventional lies. To see the truth of my worth by the crown found upon my mind, a fantasy that may soon come alive. If the world can witness my strength found inside. I believe I can survive a torture in disguise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem