why should i do this
why should i do that
why should i be happy
and why should i be sad
i cant stand it any more
i would rather be dead on the floor
then be alive and sore
with all this pain
and weight i have gained
i need to be dead
sorry what i have said
any thing that has affences you
but i need to
so bye for now
and do not have a cow
so i m going now bye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem