i cant stand
seeing his face,
it's like suicide
i know my place.
i never wanted to see an ex again,
its like a sin, they hurt u once
they hurt u twice
aint no hird because you dead by the end
of the night..
i cant stand hearing his voice,
but im in his classes
i got no choice..
i hate him
i never wanted to see him again
but its life again and again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem