We live our life
		the hero of our tale. 
	We suffer, conquer 
		as we face our lot.  
	We try to write our script, 
	perform our plot, 
		and sometimes we succeed, 
		sometimes we fail. 
	We make mistakes. 
		Our innocence is scorned. 
	Each action
		has a consequence to face. 
	What's gained
		if we don't try
		and risk disgrace?  
	Be careful what you wish for
		we are warned. 
	Each dream's adventure
		is a fantasy. 
		I am the hero. 
		I too am the foe. 
	As every aspect
		is some part of me, 
	my shadow self knows
		what I ought to know. 
	Be careful what you dread. 
		You'll summon near
			the very obstacle
				that you most fear.                 
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem