So I'm more than slightly pitiful...
Why is it you try to remind me....
In front of the distant audiance...
To run and get away... I look......
Just as unmisstakably laughable
They wouldn't show pity to this...
Desgusting being... so why.......
Do you take pleasure in misery.
Or is it just me.... you enjoy........
Annoying... and... breaking........
And playing mother for................
only Occasionally..................................
March 18,2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem