Its time for me to go.
This you must know.
I need to leave.
Just let me please.
I need to find my own way.
Don't worry, I'll be back some day.
On that last stroke of midnight,
when the moons shins so bright.
That's when I'll return.
But there are things I need to learn.
Questions need answers too.
This is true.
Why do I let him toy with my heart?
Why do I let my world fall apart?
Why do I keep falling for him with every smile?
Why do I stay around for a while?
I need to know these things right now!
Before I take my final bow!
Goodbye my old friend,
I'm afraid this is where our chapter shall end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fitting that you should instantly acknowledge that your questions will be left with you. You put in a good picture for life with that