thanks
you out of everyone else
yes you
you know who and what my mom is
you know what it is she's up to
you know that
and thanking your mistakes which i pay for
she says i look like you
and i quote
'you're an exact copy of him'
so i pay...
yes she might look like you
yes
but her hair is lighter
her eyes are green
and her skin is pale
i'm the opposite
on the other hand, my hair is darker
my eyes are honey
my skin
my skin
what do i say? ?
well my skin itn't pale nor dark
more like a perfet tan
she looks a me and i wounder what she sees
but now
12 years of hell
12 YEARS! ! !
i know what she sees
she sees you
the hair
the eyes
the skin
but one thing she puts on me that i don't have
are your faults
so i beg
listen to my plea
watch what you do
because
the present makes the past
and the past builds your future
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
every day you remind her... of what she has no longer.. and the longer she waits.. the closer you become.. to what she will not have again.. when you've flown...iip