My tears do they mean nothing to you.
My wrist, do you not see the scars upon them.
My heart do you not see it bleed.
Do you even care if it does.
My heart is broken because of your hate.
My scars has been reopened thanks to your betrayal.
You used me.
I thought you loved me.
I trusted you with all my heart.
You turned away and left me bleeding.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem