There is a girl that I know.
She has Freckles, Hazel eyes and dark brown hair.
She likes reading, writing and chilling out.
She hates mushrooms, fear and Justin Beiber.
But as I keep learning about her I found that I don't know anything.
People say that you can't get to know people before you get to know yourself. So, I guess I better get started.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem