I can never again show my smile,
Even if I was traveling through the river Nile.
For they have taken away my dignity
And called me names clandestinely.
I can never again show what I can really be,
For they have only seen a monster in me.
Criticism, that I can still accept.
But they have gone beyond the depth.
They keep telling others that I am a liar
Like I was some sort of voyeur friar.
They say things about me without my consent.
With what they do, can they never be content?!
Never again can I see the trees
Differently from what the others sees.
Nor can I call myself a lover of life
If all of the world would only bring me strife.
Never again can I look upon a little bee
With the same perspective I have of the sea.
I can never again look at the stars and say,
"Tomorrow will be another day."
Never again can I embrace every hour
Like I would take care of my self-planted flower.
But never again will anyone see me cry,
For my heart is almost ready to die.
Well, I guess you can easily figure out what my problem is.
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