somebody came inviting me
to play volleyball i almost oblige
til she notice my hand is bleeding
it wasn't when i was feeling pain
probably the nerves were numb
body fluids is just trying to repair
it's a magic glue put flesh together
caked like dried chocolate dark red
i'm still hiding it and refused to answer
any question that pop from their minds
i might be so selfish keeping to myself
i don't know why i do it; maybe scared
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem