Sitting on the swing, I couldn’t help but cry.
“You think you know people, you’d think I’d find out why”
“But everything is so wrong between you and I”
So I stayed there as he walked away,
Leaving me alone as on the swing I sway
I thought we’d be together day after day
But I found out through the things we say
Maybe I need a break from the love I think I need.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem