I want to wash my face.
but I got no reson
I want to wipe my tears.
but for What person?
For me?
its not my life.
for them?
Why? So they will keep deside?
look What they done to me.
they just broke my heart
they are the ones to do it.
right from the start.
they don't like what I do
they keep saying in fool,
and I'm just trying to Play Cool
they don't like who I am..
Im trying be ignore them.
but they are so close,
and trying love.
they don't look under the carpet. they can't read my heart.
they keep trying to control evry single moove, and step
Of course I know that!
I tryed to share.
but it's so tuff, living like that.
Becuse the person I'm doing it for,
dose not exist
not any more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem