I love the feeling of doing nothing.
Just sitting here and watching people talk to their friends.
I love the feeling of coming up with new things for me to try.
But I hate not knowing if its right for me to do.
I love the feeling of my friends laughter.
Im just afraid I wont hear it anymore.
I love the feeling of being inlove.
Its just a matter of time before it dies...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem