Fragility Poem by Noen Muti

If you see the blazing sun,
and think it's full of optimism, my dear,
then you've misjudged that giant fireball.
Inside, it's in chaos, my love,
the willingness to burn itself every day,
to light up this fleeting world.
Sometimes the rain cages it for days,
but its burning passion never dies, my love.

If you see optimism
and resilience in this fleeting face,
you're mistaken, my dear.
I'm full of fragility,
extinguished above servitude.
I want to be alone all the time,
lost in books,
my mind like a molotov,
ready to explode at any moment.
Full of obsession my dear,
I can't sleep through the night,
so worried about tomorrow.