Sometimes it's wrong to walk away
and yet I have already turned my back
ready to stride off into the sunset
before the crocodile tears start to fall
There is probably much that can be said by both parties
even if the moment is not yet here
trouble is I don't want to listen anymore
your bullshit has blocked up my ears
I would not lose anything if I depart
there is a possibility that I could gain
certainly I won't need to put up with your lies
and your stupid stories that waste my time
Sometimes it's wrong to walk away
in this case I think I am right to do so
I don't have the patience with games right now
and to you I have nothing left to say
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem