Guilty.
Those eyes i can feel
That can make my skin peel
I wish i could make him stop
But something in me wants him to look at me much long.
I want him to feel that pain
For telling me am so lame
You must be wondering who is he to me?
He was my ex-boyfreind who left me
Because am astmatic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem