DAD I'M SORRY I'M A BAD KID I CAN'T CHANGE WHAT I DID. I'M SORRY THAT I LOOK LIKE MY MOTHER AND GOT RID OF MY BROTHER. I KNOW YOUR ASHAMED AND I TAKE THE BLAME. I JUST WISH YOU COULD SEE EVERYTHING I'M GONNA BE. MY PAIN MOTIVATES ME AND THAT MAKES EVERYONE HATE ME.
You are telling how bad you feel for something you did I hope you dad understands
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I understand, but there is one thing i want to tell you; not everybody hate you, because not everyone have met you yet.