I lied sad n mad!
No bed, I hide!
I thought he will read, my dad!
He is still alive, never dead!
What I had is a fad, not bad!
I felt, can't add!
In Chad, I went to escape my Ipod, this foot-pad,
but...
they forbade!
I hate!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem