I hate you in the moment of transition... Can't even stand when you obtain a new position. Love to see you cry.... Don't even like the excelling of friends of mine. I hate to see you shine, despise it when you move on...I'm Jealousee - this what I got going on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hate and jealousy. Is it good? what is good and what is who are we to explain. anyway good write. thanks.