Teenagers

[NaceNelcick]

He is like me
He hates this fucking life.
We would like to be happy
But they kill us with a kniffe.
So we live alone
And we stayed alive
Even if it's that they dread.
We divide our bread
We divide our full of rage
And we will get one's revenge.
We will never turn this page
Before we have our revenge.​

 

[elisangel]

fait gaffe sur ce cite on a pas le droit au poemes anglais