Like Im always unleashed
And I'll flip the tip if the top is reached
So I may be too serious
But I thought it was the un aware who lose
Because of this
But what is the purpose?
Karma, revenge, maybe just bad luck
Everything is Supressed...
The you give me a reason
To flip
So when I do, find a way to make me Supressed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem