Very few people hang around me.
And even less really know me.
So many times their lies have killed me.
I never can tell if the really like me.
Lies they tell have and will always break me.
I'll never see what you loved about me.
Or why you you always stood by me.
Some how I always know you'd leave me.
People have always known I liked you.
Reasons they really never saw in you.
Oh they truly are naive to whats inside you.
I never know if you could understand why I need you.
Carefully draw back my heart and it'll find you.
Understanding why I want you.
Let me be free of what made us.
On the two cold skins between us.
Very few people truly get us.
Even you know that they need us.
Somehow you broke our us.
Mend my heart in every tear of our bind
Everytime I saw you and I used our mind.
Never let me cry and I will love you
Over the moon for you
Too many cares to pay fair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem