i miss you,
do you care,
can you bare,
the distance we must share,
i still love you,
yes i do,
sometimes i wanna die,
other times i just cry,
you're like my bro,
why i care for you so,
i dont no,
yet i'm glad you're in my life,
but i'm sorry i still
use my knife,
i cut,
i cry,
i even wanna die,
but since i met you,
i've been able to get through,
you care for me so,
the reasons... i dont no,
i've hurt you so many times,
why do you still stick round,
my life is bound,
all i wanna say is...
sorry...
sorry i ever hurt you...
sorry for anything and everything,
i still care,
i waish i could share,
do you care,
if not...
i'll stop...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yea we all want to be cared for, some times we push away the people we love most by saying little things to hide the true feeling we have for them inside...great poem..you are the bomb...iip