No matter how it goes down, it comes out good in the end.
No matter how much fuss, we always speak again.
No matter what anybody says you're always being youself,
cause you really don't worry about nobody else.
No matter how many how many times I tell myself I hate you,
I love you and would put noone above you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem