I cant stop
Even if i lose
These wounds
Are self inflicted
I am a fool
This one is
Out of my
Hands
I never changed
It is
Still
Me
We laugh
About the past
Secretly wish
We could go back
Im hanging on
Another day
Just to see
What you throw my way
So pass me some
Memories
Im on your side
It may seem useless
Now
Its all over
But
The crying
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Real sad poem full of being lost