Love, lust it does not really matter
Every day i get sadder
It does not show on the outside
But on the inside
My pride is frozen
My pride is stolen
My pride left with love
Every day i look above
For the paino thats gotta fall on me
Can't you see?
Its the way its gota be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem