I wish, I never were born
I complicate too much,
I'm thorn
The life is useless, doesn't match
With anything, with anyone..
I don't like feelings, they just hurt
There should be dangerous alert:
Just run away. Right now. Don't stay!
But it's not real to get away..
But anyway.. I don't require
Anything from anyone,
The only thing I am admire
Is building something useful. One.
I am so tired being here.
I am so tired be along.
I met already my best dear,
He doesn't like me, trade me on,
So I'm alone in that big world
I am so tired and so bored
And I don't need it with all pleasure
Just let him happy be, he's treasure..
I am so tired being here. I am so tired be along. I met already my best dear, .. love, desire, loneliness, sense of being wanted and then unwanted. playing with my heart. he is treasure. i am lonely...... so many ideas.. love and its mystery........ tony
Nice wording of your thoughts here...the only thing I admire is being useful....this is a treasure
Just let him happy be, he's treasure.....Very amazingly drafted and shared poem this is really.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great thoughts dear!