I can't handle
all this self
destruction.
All this hate.
It seems the only
thing that matters
is you.
I can't stand
the way you think.
That you feel
and nobody else
does.
It breaks my heart
to see you cry
over someone
more selfish than
you.
To see you falling
and waiting
for someone
to help you up
but did you ever
help anyone else?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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