I hurt.
She doesn't care.
I'm scared.
She doesn't care.
I miss her.
She doesn't care.
I call.
She doesn't care.
I try.
She doesn't care.
I cry.
She doesn't care.
I love her.
the title says it perfectly....there so much burried in here...nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think we have all been down that road before and we survive.Oh the futility