You must be laughing at me now
the way I laid my heart bare
but such an act is out of despair
knowing that you do not really care
I have taken out my heart on a vow
If you as much as look my way
I will cease this hopeless playing
At your emotions and take control
Of my own, go my way, be a man
Not a despondent slave of emotion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting pirece of writing. -LP