The one who looks into the snow globe
Always on the outside looking in
The one who sees the illusion and not sees the intricate scene within
Keeping up the appearance and not seeing the storm brewing within
All the tiny workings inside
The one who shakes up the pretty scene
Rattles her being within
The glittery snow falls around
The one lusting after the illusion
To only see what they want to see
Friends or foes spreading lies that swirled around
Your perception of my serene
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem