Why is it i feel so blue?
Is it the fact your love ain't so true
Sometimes I wonder why I'm still with you
Your touch and words aren't the same as they use to
You look at me in the eyes
I don't know why, Your full of lies
You hold my hand
I bet you had all this planned
You whisper to my ear 'I love you'
I can't help myself to reply
'It's over, the HELL with YOU'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem