You think I don't care
What you say to me
You thing I am a hideous thing
I crawl in the night and cut your heart
As mine slowly bleeds
I pour myself out and let you read the hurt
That I feel inside
I want no help
I need no one
Because obviously you don't care
I hope that you see what you've done to me
I hate my life and I hate you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem