see these shakles on my heart?
somebody bruised it too hard
they keep rubbin up against me
and its slowly killin me softly
im not allowed to 'apparently' feel anything
and if i do it's wrong
when i don't agree or like somehtin
im told to go along
the little things i once did that you once loved
are things that get you bugged
and the things you now hate
im chained down
in every place
my lips won't speak
i try to walk buh can't seem to move my feet
my heart ain't want to love
but somehow you were my hearts selection
and although i don't want to love or trust anymore
it makes you it's only exception
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great title and great poem. the last line stands out to me. another great poem. and thanks for your comments. i appreciate them alot. you have real talent.10.