Its not interestin no more,
She's not around, alone I wipe on d floor.
Far away she is to me; I crack my Skull
Perspective is in blur.
I hold myself strong
Regardless where I go wrong
Reachin for a bunch of skunk
Settin d mood right in bunk
Now the moon comes out
The sky is clear no doubt
Always prepare like am a scout
Always to love u is what am about.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem