Just a cut.
Just a scratch.
'What's that mark? '
'It was the cat'.
Just an excuse.
Just a lie.
'What's with all the bracelets? '
'Just fashion, why? '
Just a tear.
Just a scream.
'Why were you crying? '
'Just a bad dream'.
but it's not just a cut or a tear, or a lie.
It's always 'just one more' until you die...
think before you speak! .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem