you never know what you have
until its taken away
but the thing that hurts me the worst
is that i didnt see the fade
i had my one lucky chance
a chance i threw in the gutter
but this time the fault was mine
so all i can do is mutter
wispering dreams i used to have
the dreams forever more closed
but everynight i sneak a look
when i lay my head to doze
so now all i try to do
is try and stay asleep
to convince myself im still ok
that some what im still complete
so now i try to re-live my past
of pudding cups and class
about the times you try and act tough
and said you'd kick my a$$
so all i have are memories
and i dont know what to do
so ill forget the times we had
and the fact that i loved you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem