Rain falls like the blood from my arms
each dropp representing the pain
drip
remember when you blew me off for her
drip
remember when you asked me why i couldnt do better
drip
remember when you judged me on everything i did
drip
remember what you told your friends
the rain flows but dont worry the storm will be over soon
because soon the pain will all be gone and so will i
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem