You make me so angry,
you turn my face red.
Just the sound of your voice,
makes me wish you were dead.
With out any exceptions,
I gave you my heart.
Bit by bit day by day,
you broke it and tore it all apart.
I hate you for making me feel this way;
my words are all jumbled and stuck in my head.
Every time I see you, you take away my breath,
and all I can think about is being with you in bed.
Now I have been able to get over you,
but out last conversation took me back in.
You will not change and your feelings remain,
I'm really not sure if I can do this again.
I would be so normal if it weren't for you men,
strong, in control, and oh what a gem.
But no I am forced to live in your control,
always dreaming and rhyming yuck what a sin!
KIMBERLY FINE
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