A jaded life a jaded heart, isn't it so hard to start?
Rubies falling to the ground, hush now quite don't make a sound.
Gleaming steel dyed bright red, though you wish you can't be dead.
Fake a smile, fake a laugh, turn around and remove the mask.
A bitter taste to complete the package 'cause no one here sees the damage.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A chaotic world indeed, Melissa. Damage.... Let's just step out of the rat race and start a kindness revolution exactly where we are. Let all the money and rubies dropp and flow where it wants to flow. Enjoy the sweetness of a simple random kind act