You turn the lights out,
On me.
You turn the lights out,
So I can't see.
You turn the lights,
When I cry.
You turn the lights out,
So you can't see me die.
My lights burnt out,
So has my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a good venting piece... I do that a lot.... I liked it. good job. Becca