i wait day by day to see if u will come back to me
i wait day by day to see if i still live the next day
i wait day by day to see if i can make it through another day
i made it this far who to say?
can u help i have the knife in hand and blood down my arm
it's not going away
with your hate it stays but thats ok
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem