Hate them  
But they love me 
What they want to do is freak me 
Hold me and then let me go 
Put there lips somewhere it feels so good
But I have feelings 
When I see him he makes me feel good inside 
He said I taste like candy 
So fresh so sweet 
Like a peach or a grape 
I hate him
He’s sexy 
He smells like he’s a good man 
He whispered in my ear telling me he wants to touch me all over 
But you know one thing I didn’t tell you 
His name 
Man, Guy, Handsome what ever they prefer
But no matter what color  
They all act they same in a way                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    