it a new year but the past still comes after me to hurt me
everyone doesn't get why i can't get over the pasted and why i let it hurt me the way it does. but they don't get it
they don't understand because they didn't go thought what i went thought.
they don't know how much i wish i could get over it but can't
don't know how much i wish it never happened
wish i didn't know what i did when i was 6
didn't have to go thought what i did
i don't know how to let it go just don't know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem