you left when i was just four
having no money no place
to call home, Gosh we were pour.
so alone, my heart feeling empty inside
so many memorize but where were
you all that time.
your six years are almost over
why couldnt that judge be way must nicer
you've been sitting in your box, remembering
when i was little but i have gotten bigger.
seeing you at my door six years later,
all i could do is stare.
with my bangs over my eyes and say where were you
all that time,
then slam the door
And i only shed one tear
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