You always had made much more sense with your silence
Then I had ever done with all the speech
You always had the answers to the questions
That twisted painfully inside my head
My punishment is that you’re not around me
At times when it seemed I needed you the most
Your fault was that you let me be that careless
That I had lied and said that I don’t care for anyone but me
We blame everyone but ourselves for all the sorrow
We never do admit that it was us
The ignorance is our passion
We’re fond of it
Display it in the broad daylight for all to see
FORGET ME NOW
YOU KNOW YOU’RE BETTER THEN I CAN EVER BE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem