hes worried, about me...why? just because i'm about to cry? because I feel like i'm going to die?
why does he care, when everyone else just stops and stares...why does he say he loves me? does he have some sort of plan for me? iv'e had enough of the lies, i don't need more reasons to cry...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem