With love comes envy
With envy brings hate
Oh and love
Stupid hated people are meant for eachother
Well that was a lie
But a good one
I have times where you get to me
And I bet I get to you
But that does not mean I hate you
But I don't love you either
Time and time again I will dream of you
But I know that it is not real
Beacause I can still see the clouds that are hiding the sun
If I live to be 100
And it's not with you
I might had just died at 13
But I know you'll listen
I know you'll care
I just have to be ready for the smack when it comes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem