Haha...she thinks that I love her...
Do you think I love you sweety
No, I don't think that's witty!
people say you're so pretty
But as for me'that's pitty'
Cause there's something you don't know
And that's what stamping you down
Yes I know your eyes are honey
Yes I know your hair is brown
But what about that inner heart
Does it really mean so much
does it love as people love it
cause I think it's never such
You're a pretty wall painting
peolple see you just for fun
Do you think when you're at fifty
people then will see you sun
People never feel your beauty
As they feel of your good heart
Real beauty is from inside
So try to be just for once smart
End this age and try to start
Over your sincere heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you for this