As you whispered in my ear,
I tried so hard not to hear.
The aroma of colonge and ciggarettes fill the air.
The two I mostly fear.
You said it wouldn't hurt the outside.
You were right. It was the inside.
I was the one everyone loved.
Now its only me in my own little zone. I'm so different.
No one cares.
As you whispered in my ear.
I tried so hard not to hear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem