Tantrums inward anger kicked in the leaves
Tell him he’s not a baby now to hold it together
But he comes running back, mums beliefs
Tell him Dad says hi and he’s not gone forever
Depression walks through his door
Tell him he’ll be late for school
I’ll kick it straight from bed to the floor
Tell him a lie is only made for a fool
Winters breath felt at the back of my neck
Tell me how old I am, is it the weekend?
Forgot to check my punctuation, oh what the heck!
Tell me after all this, are you still my friend?
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I would like to translate this poem
wow i love the flow of feelings and the rhyme, very well written nice to read ur new poems