Amity, it is your faith
That inspires me to write;
You tell me that no matter what
I must believe in love.
Amity, I have a girlfriend
Who is so stubborn;
She says there is someone else
But will not talk about him.
She agrees to go places with me
She spends my money;
She is ready to play
But mention love and she flees.
Amity, shall I continue to hope
In what frustrates me so;
Shall I continue to think
She pulls my legs?
Amity, girls are so complex
Why must we love them;
They make life hard
It's like breaking a ballast!
Amity, I have tried
I may soon leave her;
I know I care for her
But does she care for me too?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem