Stfu I'm tired of trying
when I think about life I just keep crying
I don't know why do what I did
I grew up I'm not a kid
F*ck it I'm done, I won't go on
my heart, my mind, my soul, there gone
They left with no trace to ever return
Whats left of my life will have to burn
the last of my words for them to be said
before life is ended and they ended up
:............DEAD xp
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem