if i told you i was gunna die,
what would you do?
what if i said,
'im pulling the trigger'
can you see the blood on the floor?
well..
its mine.
sometimes i feel like i dont exist to you.
but then again,
sometimes..
i feel like you dont either.
if i told you i was crying,
would you care?
because..
it was over you.
if i told you i was running away,
would you run with me?
till we bleed,
fall to the ground..
and die together.
no.
no, you wouldnt.
dont lie to me.
iv been lied to all my life.
if you told me you were gunna change,
would i care?
im pulling the trigger,
theres blood everywhere,
i cryed over you.
i ran away,
well you walked away..
can you see now..
i dont care anymore.
im already dead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem