Some people think
That I'm cute with pink
Some girls like purple
But I do not like circle
Because it's too bore
I'm the one who ignore
Some kind of guys
Think that I'm too blind
Because I do not want to kiss them
But I still waiting the only one
Who's going to be jeaulosly about me
A kind of guy who would miss me
It's hard, and I know
But everybody needs to grow
And nobody both knowing everything
And I'm not the girl of your dream
Because I can be wrong too
Because I don't know how touch you
And maybe, I'll make it
I'm not perfect
And you have to accept!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem