my feelings are so weak
my emotions are dry
to make my feelings come
i smoke.
why do i smoke?
why do i do it,
without this, i am so ruined.
please stop me
please stop me from smoking,
i got no girlfriend
is that the reason
why i smoke,
i cn't give excuse
i cn't give up smoking,
i am so lone
is that why i smoke,
but why do i smoke,
is this a fashion
or my feelings are low,
i know, i smoke,
and i cn't leave it anymore......
but i will always ask myself
why do i
why do i
SMOKE.....!
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