Have I told you before?
Long before I intend to write
all these feelings out
You ever thought,
'why she wrote that long?'

All poems turn out to be a waste
Afraid of being untranslatable
Then, people would ask,
"What's the point of this?"
or so I thought

I talked about this
many times
people question my work
to me, it's like questioning my worth
'Am I deemed worthy?'
will be the ultimate question
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