I've given all i could.
this is personal.
a war within
ive declared. pressing return keys when i feel like.
throwing pinkies when i felt.
who the f- are you? !
am i an embarrassment?
f-ing f11 for not being delete.
im going to sleep.
but not after these last 3 beers are gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem