I look at these broken bits of my pain scattered on the floor,
I break down and my tears fall like rain.
the memories of what ise to be just wont let me forget it could have been him and me.
I look upon a broken wall of sorrow with a vow to be a new me by tomorrow.
No more tears just wipe them away,
im livin in the past and I gotta start livin in today.! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem