Every time I get around you it just seems like im the one to be hated but all I can think about now is you and maybe I’ll just walk by you and not say anything at all.
(Every time I get around you) It just feels like im the one to be hated.
Well everything now has all been said, why does everything have to be such a drag. Sometimes I get aggravated by you and you always seem to get your way.
(Every time I get around you) It just feels like im the one to be hated.
Well it’s been so long since I’ve last seen your face, now the memories is still lingering somewhere in me. Now im getting hungry for your love, sometimes I get mad at you because your not trying that hard enough. Someday’s I feel like I am dead and broken, well here we are just you and me. But why do I waste my time with you cause someday’s you are not here. Every time I come around here it just does not feel the same anymore.
(Every time I get around you) It just feels like im the one to be hated.
Max Hornbogen
June 16th 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem