I have the need
for something new.
The problem is
Getting over you.
I was done with your lies,
I was over your games.
I knew deep down
that you would never change.
You called me at night,
I always picked up the phone.
Although you have been telling me,
I know you're not alone.
Goodbye to everything
I thought I knew.
Counting my tears
until in over you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i loved it! espically the first stanza.i loved the flow of it and you coudn't have put it better