I’ve been a loner
Spent longer time in silence,
People thought it was a pretense
But not even once, I had felt their presence.
I talked to myself in my dreams,
Lots of screams were noisy in my head,
I felt captured in a bed full of miseries
Longing to be freed from my adversaries.
I knew there were some people like me,
I knew I wasn’t all alone in it
That I was sharing something common
With some boys and girls among them.
So, I choose to write since I had no one to talk to,
I knew I couldn’t walk around the earth
Talking to everyone it was expensive
But through writing, maybe a little bit of the world would get me.
Nobody could tell if I was to write,
It came from within and I put in the fight,
I made an oath, that, even if I don’t make it,
At least someone would learn from me and make it.
I write for that poor man, to give him courage,
Things always get better,
I write for that lovesick girl, that love isn’t a force
I write to that speechless soul, the things he wished to say,
I write for us orphans of earth, that life must always go on.
Ⓜ️akaveli