Two sides of me tugging
While I don't know
Who to listen to
I stay here in the middle
Listening around
to my surroundings
I wish you could help me
But what I need is
help about you
And I know that this isn't
good, I do know that
But I listen to
the wrong side of things
So if I listen
to the wrong side
That would be my betrayal
Because my love
is so very false
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem