Maybe it was my childhood.
Maybe it was my hormones.
I don't know.
All I know is,
We weren't the same.
Could I really blame her for it?
I don't think so.
I don't know.
All I know is,
I was accusing.
And do I regret what happened?
Sometimes I don't.
I don't know.
But she wasn't the reason I hated.
So she wanted to glue it back up.
She didn't know how.
I don't know.
Feeling awkward but feeling pleased.
Maybe someday.
It will get better.
I don't know.
But my smile gets bigger.
Inside I can feel it
It's come and changed.
All I know is,
I missed her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
is that like yeah or not? because if it is its true