quit lying to yourself
you dont know me
if you did you'd understand whats going on
you would hear these screams; why cant you
see these scars, there every where
you dont like what i do
why dont you stop me
im asking you to, i know ive gone to far
crossed too many lines
i wish to take it all back
not for regret; no never
i'd take it all back
to the day i never met you; i would've kept it that way
no not to save my self
why even bother
when all and all
if you never met me
you'd be better off
all of you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem