February 23,2008
By far, im finished. I hope that ive seent he last of you. I'm building up what you've torn down. This may as well be a final goodbye. I'm sad to know that I put so much more into this than it was actually worth. You tricked me into think this was my fault, but to your dismay I caught myself before I crashed. You've shattered dear, and I refuse to pick you up again, for theres not a day in my life that you've done a thing to help me. And to think that I may have been stuck with you. I can hear your screams now, but I'm not listening. You dont fool anyone with your're excuses. They've become predictable and old.The truth is written all over your face.
Goodbye dear, I'm glad to see the last of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Glad to see something like that :)