Do you love me more when I'm dead or more when I'm alive? I see you wish you could do your time over as the thoughts come to your mind I sat waiting there for a answer but your scared of me why? I'm filled with kindness and love to spear. But you don't see it why? you lie talk about me to your friends and judge me for who I am how can you mother and father as I cry you don't care you make me look like a fool! so I wish....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem