Standing tall
Fierce eyes
Piercing through you
Like sharp knives
Slamming you
Smiling at you
Don't mess with me
You will regret it
Hit me first
You get it worse.
Beware of me.
I am not afraid of you
Even though everyone
Else is.
Its all fun and games
Till someone gets hurt..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem