If I knew then, what I know now, things
would be different, somehow, I wouldn't
let you walk all over me and I'd find a way,
to be free! I'd have taken a stance, without
even a glance and just walked away, I'd not
sit around and take it, I know I'd find a way!
It's really a shame it took me so long, to
become strong, but in my heart I knew, there
would come a time, when I'd have to get
over you. Now, I bid you farewell, I'm no
longer, under your spell, I can't wait, to walk
out the front door. And if I knew then, what I
know now, I'd not cry over you, anymore! So
if you're smart, you'll take it to heart and try to
change your ways, or you'll find yourself, alone
on the shelf, for the rest of your days!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem