I guess it’s okay to just throw me away
And pretend like we were nothing.
I guess it’s alright if I destroy myself tonight
Because really, what do you care anyway?
I guess it’s just fine that I’ll be the one to die
But you’ll live on happy as can be.
It’s really okay,
No need to worry about me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem