im here standing in front of you, yet its like you cant see me at all i fill as if your doing this on purpose, your trying to hurt me by breaking my heart, watching me cry, hyiding secertes and just ignoringme the way you do. i hate that you pretend to not know that i stay next door to you and u cant come and see me, im standing here in front of you why wont you talk to me, im standing here in front of you why wont you look at me....why should i be here when your not and you wot tel me, cause this is the last tie ill tel you her i am....speak(tell me the truth) .
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I would like to translate this poem
tell me the truth. good poem. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.