You can hate me,
Or like me, too,
But I don't love you.
You might be the only one who can make me laugh,
But I could care less than half.
I might catch you staring at me,
It might be the other way around,
But I'd still kick you in the knee,
That's the way it'll always be.
Cuz I don't love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow its harsh....... i like it. good one friend :)