you may think you are so sly
as you secretly stand there
watching me die
why is it that you will not help me
I look to you but
you turn away
I know you are watching
why is it i feel like you look right through me
you do not see my pain
you do not see my anger
how can you not see i need help
i need you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes u gotta front up and ask for help if u really need it. swollow ur pride girl