I pay the dime that you spit
having me misunderstood for a long time
left out in the dark
while you are in the light
I was scared for what is right
was this is just wrong
I swear I kept my secret
I swear my hypothesis is perfect
but its not the other way in the end
would you let me now speak
for the sake of me
I want to be free
free for you
cause things change
and I never change
its crazy this is crazy
in this I see
I feel the agony of the poem.You are so good. Pls visit my page
thank you Herbert for being there, correcting and appreciating my way of style. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I could feel your agony. Nicely penned.
thank you mam.. :)