The way the pretenders love:
I'm so in love with the mask that u wear,
and i hate to know what your eyes reflect
Passionately immersing in those indifferent eyes,
is another mask of my own.
i love the white lies that u blurt
Behind my back, u got a way wen u flirt
m changing skins and colours
i believe
u'll love the mask that i wear one day
and v'll happily fake foreva...........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem