as i lay their
tears rolling down my face
they just stand there 'pointing and laughing
calling me a freak
so i pull out my blade
and press it to my wrist
then i dropp it
i remember you
and the promise i made
then i started thinking
is it worth losing you
I really like this one, it reminds me of the promise my best friend made me...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sounds familliar. Is this a real recent one?