I wish I haven't heard
All the things they say
Right behind my back
To make me feel this awful pain
Their voices echoed in my head
Like fate is trying to play with me
As the voices haunting me
Until I'm no longer sane
My sight was blurred
From the pain dee[ inside
My head was throbbing
From the voices taunting me
YOU ARE READING
POEMS III
Poetry3rd book of poems written by me. Some of the poems are old and possibly most of them are nrewly written.
