Stop…please stop
Talking about me
I’ve got a head ache can’t you see
And stop…stop again
You are being rude
Cause you got nothing to attain
So don’t talk, if you could
Stop…stop and stop…
Will you…
Don’t stare at me
It’s the same old me
Nothing new
Stop…….stop
Pause my life
I hate my job
But look at me
I am living with hope.
So stop it!
june 2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem