My love is never worthing anything
is a trash you can throw everywhere
I'm never worthing anything as a result
People think I'm sh't
I'm nothing but all this I hold inside
People see as what I do inconsciously
is not my fault, is it?
Fake faces you see
you love them but they're not what you think
they are bad and cruel in their heart
and good for you to love them.
I hate them because they hate me
I hate you because you don't see the true
I hate when the appear what they're not
I hate when you believe them and can't see the truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What you can do is be true to yourself and to others, show them what you've got, maybe they'll understand that the light comes from within. You won me over with that one. Your friend forever, Hugs and kisses, Sofia Moreno ^^