my heart yerns for the simple things in life
back when you could pretend and then be you
and play
'just like kidengarten'
but thats not possible now
we've lied
cheated
hated
and forgotten the good
for some reason the only thing i can think
is the past and the bad
your not helping me
you never have
your mind seems so preoccupied
you cant help but make me think,
these thoughts i thought were gone...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. Reminds me of alot. Thanks for this poem