You smother me, You've damaged me
Your image of life is imaginary.
Your oddish thoughts, Your always irate,
aways offensive and all your nonsence.
Your disappointment always having nagative opinions
Thats what you need to get rid of.
Willing to lose all and be for real
so whats the big deal
Trust is the hardest thing to regain but,
Im the one who feels the pain.
Invading my territory is your big thing.
All your doing is making me insane..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem