they tell you that they love you
then they walk away
not careing that they promised
not caring at all today
they leave you by your self
comeing around only when they please
they leave you hurt and broken
not caring about your needs or those long forgotten please.
you make do with what you have
and take care of those that are with you.
the little one whos hungry
the animals that arnt dead.
you start to pry that it will get better
but go to bed instead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem