As the Night Slowly Comes to a end.. and The moon starts to Decend.. i lay here wide awake.. my Head full of thoughts and feelings that could be fake... So i Wright this Sh*t That means f*ck all.... i fly so high when i know ill fall... Hoping you will catch me.. but Latley its been hard but now i see.. Some one has Caught you so you have no time for me =[
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem