I think I'll be fine
I think I think too much
I so desperately wanted to believe you
I found it hard to
I know when I'm right about something
I find it difficult to be free
I hate waiting
I hate flies
I hate people who lie to me
I lie to people
I'm always being too analytical
I don't want to be sad
I want to find someone who loves me
I want them to mean it
I want to be beautiful
I want to be happy
I want to be free
I want to run away from me.
23.10.2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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