Why does my life seem to go around in circles.
It seems everytime i lied in came around and kicked me right in my butt.
Why does all the things in life make a big difficult lie.
Lies is surround in my head to say them again.
So why did i try to come clean so people can start bleving in me.
so trust me now and believe ths is me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem