I hope all this was worth it.
The lies, the cries, the cutting ties;
I'm sorry I couldn't satisfy.
The arrogance that you portray
was uncommon until today.
If what I see is what I get,
I haven't found what I want yet.
The screams, the rude, your attitude
makes me burn with rage toward you.
I thought things would be beautiful,
but you turned out unpredictable.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Unsure in all its ways! Short yet has impact. Good one! ; D