You are a stuck in my head.
like you always been there.
tell me things to do and said
I hate that way.
why I listening?
why I care?
you make me so weak,
and lost all my dreams.
make me crying at night.
and think thought I never will do-
or care about.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem has a feeling of depression of love.very nice.