they tell you that they love you  
then they walk away  
not careing that they promised  
not caring at all today 
they leave you by your self
comeing around only when they please 
they leave you hurt and broken  
not caring about your needs or those long forgotten please. 
you make do with what you have  
and take care of those that are with you.  
the little one whos hungry  
the animals that arnt dead. 
you start to pry that it will get better 
but go to bed instead.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    