more annoying than a blister
is my older sister
who grates on my nerves
and she also observes
that we fight through the night
till there isnt any light
and even in the day
when our moods are all astray
so please excuse me
as you very well can't see
i've collapsed to the floor
i can't take it anymore
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem