Some people commit murder
Some people commit suicide
Some people feel naked
but they cannot run and hide
Some people are always moving
and some people can't seem to change
Some people look alike
Some people look strange
Some people like it cold
Some people like it hot
Some people got nothing
Some people have a lot
Its that kind of world you know
Just let me kiss you
before I go-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem