Lost in translation
That defines these conversations.
A dead end and problematic to no end.
So I created a new language
One that made more sense to me
Than the years of guilt and animosity .
I just feel bored when they talk.
In their foreign tongue
When they argue
I slip away to another world.
I don’t need to be reminded who I am in your eyes.
I’m still me
And I know exactly where my heart lies.