They don't like me
and it won't change; ever.
Not just them but others too.
I try.
I try.
I talk to them;
try to be nice
but they don't like me
and they will sometimes
pretend
to like me
but they don't.
They don't really like me
even when they try
and I don't like them
because they don't like me
and not liking me
proves they are bad people;
even tho I don't like them either
but that is different
because they didn't like me first.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If you don’t like them and they don’t like you Don’t feel mad, don’t feel blue Just carry on with things and do what you want to do and take no notice of anyone