Its odd how the world works.
That is to say that it does
'Cause nothing stays the same and
Nothings what it was
Nobody is authentic and
Everyone is tragic
Anybody who seems to care
Only furthers his own affair
Expect all you know to be proven wrong
All you thought impossible was real all along
And this means nothing to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
indeed?