Autopsychography
by Fernando PessoaThe poet is a feigner
who so completely feigns
he comes to feign what is a pain,
a pain he truly feels,
and those who read what he writes,
feel good in that pain so read,
not the two that he had,
but the one that they do not have.And so on the railroad track
is circling, to find sense,
this toy train
called a heart.
My rough translation.
