okay its true,
i lied to you,
how can it be that i'm everything,
but yet to another person you'd cling,
no i didn't let you know,
that it hurt to be temporaly replaced by some hoe,
why would you let her hold your hand,
i don't understand,
when your supposed to be mine,
but i guess you just didn't have the time,
i hope you never find out that as you spoke tears were already falling,
and the second we were off the phone i began balling,
so this is my silent confession,
of all the little things i 'forgot' to mention,
inside i'm dying even in your embrace,
i guess evenualy i had to fall from grace...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem