You keep turning and turning your web
Its a web of lies that you have me tangled in
A web you always spin and spin
Uncertain I feel you have lied about everything
It saddens me to know that I lost myself
And my perception to all your fairytales
I never would have guessed that I'd be trapped
And caught up in a web like this
But it was sweet so I went for the ride
And in coming out you may have taken my pride
Yes its attached to your web, its my demise
I am gullible and broken and nothing inside
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem