So here is a thought,
Something about you?
Maybe not,
Something about her,
Most defiantly yes
Who?
You’ll never guess,
She’s lovely, she beautiful,
She’s more amazing
Then shell know,
But who really cares
Our life is a show,
A show they come to watch
But never pay,
Underappreciated trash,
Please look away,
We put on a show
Every day f out life
Sit and relax,
Then stab it with a knife,
What I thought I had for you
Is more suddenly true,
Please don’t leave me
Please don’t go,
But if you must
Put on a show,
I don’t need your tears
Or sudden awful fears,
I don’t want to see you go
You’ll tare apart my soul,
But that’s what you want
That was your goal,
I guess I fell in to a trap
Now I pay the awful toll.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem