i miss the days that i used to spend
hanging out in all the parks with my friends
i miss talking to the people who never lied
and all the times when i would never cry
i miss being with you everyday and
i miss hearing all the things you'd say but
i guess it was never meant to be
some things were'nt meant to last
and just remembering drives me crazy
i think too much into the past
gotta move forward while this sanity lasts
trying to figure out where it all went wrong
seems my life was never set out to last that long and
im thinking of ways of how to get myself out
wondering how the hell im sposed to mend it all
tripping over the words i scream and shout
always hurting after i fall
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