it kills me to say this
but getting hold of you is like going up and down hills
you told me you would come
but im left to stay at home
this is why im staying away from you
so i dont have to be in pain
every time you claim your sick
it has got through my thick head
that instead of you
i want someone else
so do me a favor and just dont come around anymore
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem