the poems I wrote for you,
the songs I made,
thinking and even praying was all I could do.
Hoping to see your face.
you had me messy and tangled up,
It's a big disgrace!
attemping my suicide,
marking my veins.
all I did was hide,
you saved my skin,
I loved you so much,
maybe the mother of my kin? ?
You locked me behind bars,
No place to breath,
we were torn apart, in different cars,
the long end,
i fell in love with some one else,
feelings are though. something you can't bend,
You asked me back,
I said no.
at timing is what you lack,
you knew about the other girl,
you were testing me,
now your mad,
and I am free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem