have you ever feel overwhelm
with people requiring attention
you couldn't imagine their needs
you might whisper to heaven's ears
with a tick of muted disgust, i know
they don't like to think, dependent
have you ever on other side, clingy
your lips ornamented 'please honey'
you feel adored when you get it
but most of the time you forget
even to say that magic two words
forgiven with hope, won't do again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem