If I could have your attention please
I'd now like to tell you I'm quite ashamed
You've all acted how you've wanted
And not a single one of you to take the blame
Tick tock
Life's counting you down
Do as your told, simple life
Now you six feet underground
Who remembers
Who even cared
Who blew the whistle
On this whole damn affair
It's the one who caught your eye
When your eyes didn't work so well
It's the same one who found you
In the silence of the wake where you fell
I've seen alot of good things die
The greatest lovers
Killers first
What have we learned
Go back to the first verse
Have I lost you
I can't shake this curse
I'm awkward, can't get my point across
I fear I'm the worst
The worst kind of patient
The wrong kind of nurse
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh my sweet ten pound baby Jesus! This is incredible! Very heart spoken. Can you give me some tips on how you write your poetry?