We all met together.
Daughters, mother, and step father.
Once again feeling like a family...
but the feeling was fake...
It was an added on flare for the public eye.
It wasn't what I wanted.
You were too nice.
I know what game you were playing.
I can see straight through you.
I wish she wasn't this stupid.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem