you make me want to cry
you make it hard to want to try
you make me feel so bad
you make my heart so sad
i loved you i did
but you made me sick
all i wanted was to be next to you
but now i cant stand you
you pinpricked me like being stabbed with a seringe
god just the thought of you makes me cringe
i thought we had somethin good
but your so dumb like talkin to wood
the whole time you made me want to die
but your so pathetic i wont even cry
were done your gone your dead
because thats the only way to get you outta my head
-Michole Petersen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem