Right there was a man wearing a nightmare
But he was a wild dream burning like a flare
He didn't put spark but instead it was magic
It was not love but it's more than a tragic…
His charm is much way better than me
Dressed like temptation who was perfectly pretty
Then he walked in to you with a good look
Loved to see you playing with his hook
It was more than a chug for you to remember
You have me in your life who'll treat you even better
But guess I'm not perfect for I made lapses
Is that the reason why you like his glances?
I could end up thinking myself being insane
My tears are pouring just like rain
I want to be isolated to know what jealousy means
It drives me crazy and it's not easy as it seems
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem