Why are people attracted
To roses, pain, and broken glass?
I sit here and wonder alone
Rejected, watching people pass
All these things are sad
But not sad enough
Inside they're still intact
While on the outside rough
Real pain is agony.
Don't roses sybolize love?
Broken glass doesn't hurt
Broken hearts are what pain's made of
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice vivid written poem...well done! ! !