It's the start of my poem
But I'm not going to cry
It is making me mad too
And soon I will tell you why
How dare you to get near me
After I simply said no
It is not like I hate you
I just wanted you to know
I hate when people pretend
To like someone when it's fake
Not even a hug shows it
you are making a mistake
Although I'm mad at you
I'm willing to be your friend
I don't think this is likely
So this poem is the end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem