Why do I humiliate you
do you hate me
wish me dead
to be suffocated by those who created me
to scathe my skin
soak me my blood
boiling in my hatred for you
till my skin turns red
what have I done to hurt you
why have you become this way
failure is its name
I have failed you
turning roads away from you
I leave this path you create
and forge my own
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! Oh goodness, you didn't tell me you wrote this well. kudos