I wanted to write about a woman who was angry, who had a right to be angry, and who wasn’t going to apologize for it.
O poeta é um fingidor. Finge tão completamente que chega a fingir que é dor a dor que deveras sente.
诗人是个伪装者。他伪装得如此彻底,以至于假装成他真正感受到的痛苦。
I'm not perfect, and I don't pretend to be.