As I sit hear so cosy
I can't help but be noesy.
I was just wondering why...
any one would want to die?
Why cut your wrist?
Could you ever be so pissed?
Why scare me so bad
and make me sad.
We might not have been friends
for very long but togeather we'll be,
Friends forever you and me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem