My Feelings Are At Your Disposal Poem by Christina Diaz
My Feelings Are At Your Disposal
In this world we are born to die.
Live to be free
and yet life is a drag.
I kill myself with these no bodies that break me then leave.
You hate me and you know you do
and I ask myself why? why me? but then I find out it has to be this way,
this is the only way it can be
I am Christina and you are you,
you are all those reading this trust me you will hate me...
I all ready do.
All of you taught me how.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/5/2024 12:18:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
