Sometimes i like to close my eyes.
Block out the world and forget the lies.
Sometimes I like to lie on my bed.
Forget the pain get out of my head.
Sometimes I like to put the headphones on.
Forget the day, lose myself in the song.
Sometimes I just want to dissapear.
Forget myself, drown in my tears.
Sometimes I like to lose myself
But sometimes, its not enough.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can relate to each of those... like Saint said you are such a good poet. your ending is written very well. good job. Becca