A diamond ring.
gold braceletts shouldnt mean a thing.
All ya need to know to know,
is the things that get you where you need to go.
The price of beauty is pain,
and never standing in the rain.
fame and fortune mean more than love,
prices always put above.
the good things in life arer never free,
I just wish that someone else could see.
this world turns slowly past another unadopted kid,
With their feelings always hid.
price tags and designer clothes,
the things a poor kid will never know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem