Shut up!
Don't talk to me!
I hate you!
So let me be!
I never want to see you again!
Why don't you just die?
Get out of my face!
There'll be no good-bye
I'll just go
And get a gun.
We'll go off
And have some fun.
If you find me,
I'll be dead.
I'll be covered in blood
Upon my bed.
I wont wake up
So don't even try
If you want it, you got it
That'll be my good-bye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem