you think I 'm changing fast
and moving away from you
and my voice you think is to hard to hear,
you think my ways are worse then others,
nothing I do is good in your eyes,
you put me down and lift me up and do it again.
I tell you I've been walking the same way but
you think I'm running fast then usual.
hard to tell you how I feel, hard to talk to you,
hard to breath around you,
hard to look at you with out you pouncing with anger.
I've been walking the same way
dad it's you that can't keep up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem