life is complicated then ever every day is living hell for me
i can never be alone theres alwase someone holding my hand
they need to learn to let go or theres no point in life so
why not play with a little knife tonight after i pray to my god
i love hima and im srry for what ima bout to do
but i just cant take it theres nothing you can do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem