i pack my emotions for the road
release them in my mind so my brain they can erode
better here or better there
i highly doubt it matters cause my mind will still despair
a penny for my thoughts?
i probly wouldn't take a million
billion? trillion? take his soul because i think its killin him.
they say im happy with misery but perhaps its just a show
better here or better there
ill never know...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem