it's going, leaving, diapering.
whats the difference.
nothing there all the same.
just like.
out gone dead.
all the same.
hard to tell what u mean.
y try to figure it out.
it's a waist oh time.
so hard to do anything now.
u can try but u wont win.
they wont let u.
cause they hate to lose.
that's not the way to be.
isn't it. or is it better.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem