Are you pretending
Or is this really the ending
Those same eyes
The same reaction to the same lies
I’m a stubborn fool
Thinking I could be with you
You’d think I’d get smart
But yet still looking for love in another cold heart
I can’t waste anymore time
How could I’ve been so blind
Thinking I could be with you
Was the worse thing to do
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem