How do think when people are so loud?
How do you love when people play games with your heart?
How do you sleep with so many things on your mind?
How do you deal with it the right way when you have no one to sare it with?
How do you forget your first love?
How do you tell someone the truth about how you feel about them without them leaving?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem