Sick of knowing
That I dont know enough.
I thought life was easy,
'Till it got rough
I'm silently broken
And slowly decaying
My mind and my heart
Are(n't) yours for the taking.
You say that I love you,
And maybe I do...
It's no matter regardless
'Cuz i still can't have you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great show of emotion, Heather, Hope all works out for you.