She's got black nails
Some cuts visible on her wrists
She's wearing all black cloths
Some happiness she's missed
He's got the skater shoes
Some know his name
He's wearing that fake smile
While he hides the bleeding pain
Shes got the expensive jeans
Some say she's got the perfect life
She's wearing that hollister shirt
Just trying to bury the strife
He's got the gorgeous hair
Some say he's without flaw
He's wearing those scars like a secret
Desiring for them to go deeper so he can forever fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good work. really captures the truth...