This is from Rhonda Moore these are my poems. why you dont like me.Why you fite with me all the tim.why you say mean things to me.Why do come around me.Why do you call me.okay i know why.you do it to better your self or you want to be like me.And this is why i dont need a friend like you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem