I see tha twinkle in your eye
He makes you gorgeous
That's how you make me feel.
But you never realize,
Why can't you see?
I hate how you make me feel
I feel like you take advantage
I care, but you don't.
Not for me anyways.
So much of me wants to hate you,
But I'm not ready to let go
Not yet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem