if any one gets hurt
its always my fault
im not the only one that blames me
they all do
except my four.
they help me up
after the wourld pushes me down
they rock me to sleep
when my mind wont calm down
and they sing me a lullaby
to save my arm the pain.
but still im the one
to blame.
they tell me all these things
all except my four.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem