who knew playing with a gun could do so much?
I told them I would do it, but my words didn't seem to touch.
I hear them say I won't.
I hear them clap,
I hear them laugh,
when they think their so much bigger,
but it pleases me to know they wont laugh at me,
when I finally pull the trigger.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem