I am black.
I am white.
I am completely transparent.
I am completely blank.
I am a newer model.
A newer model of the same thing.
The copy of an imitation.
My face is a blank canvas.
Paint me fake.
Do it.
Make me as fake as your world permits.
Lie to me.
Give me a reason to not believe.
Give me a reason to 'love.'
Give me a another lie.
I'll love you 'till the end.
This is so sad...the things we do for love....well written...thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well written, no body needs to give u anything u have it all