Poezii
Romanian Voice
Luciana Stoicescu-Vaughan
Nowadays

I learned not to cry
Unless I can't hold it.
The people around
Are running away
Saying: "Forget it!"

"How are you doing?"
"Thanks, I'm doing fine"
It does not matter if
You're sad or suffer
No one will give a dime.

They want to see success,
Money, fame and power.
You have to hide the truth
That your life is sour.

Depression is a shame,
Melancholy - a stigma -
Who wants to be around
Someone who lack charisma?

Go party, spend some money,
Show that you have some fun,
Smile with or without reason (!)
Nobody then will run.


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