can't help but be mad
i'm sorry and sad
they just say i'm bad
it's just the way i think
mentally i'm on the brink
shattered into a million pieces
like glass
window pane plus baseball bat
it don't matter
to the rest of the world
i'm just another punk
so i put a fist through the plaster
make my guitar sing
even though nobodys listening
to it's mangled cry
like another tear
a lone wolfs sad goodbye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
:) good job! i really like it