How did it happen
what did it cost
friendship and love
thats whats i lost
i couldnt think
of the right thing to do
so i turned to hatred
thats all i knew
outside i was bad
mabye even mad
i pretended to enjoy this
but inside i was sad
now i i think
of my misery spent
of those who have come
and those who have went
but in time my mind
will make me find
they same kind of friends
and then
it will all happen again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes you may think you are happy because youre so attached and you love the person but they aren't good for you, as much as you want them to be, they aren't..