life or someone like it
is a simple thing you see
whenever it may come around
you probably won't find me
i'm afraid of what they have to say
even if they make me fly
i just can't stand up to anyone
i just break down and cry
so if you want to find me
come here and call my name
there's some things that i'll awnser to
but always feel the shame
if you or someone like you
would ever come my way
i'd face the cold and bitter wind
just to give up any day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this one was also veryy good i liked it alot