The teacher asked me to ryhme
I'm not tired but I'm not fine
Because the truth is spurned by the mind
So listen deeply my delight
"The heart that bleeds for you
This heart is mine it's about four rooms
And an area which is blind
A plenty of flowers, I plant in
I give a crap if u win.
They re out of many colours, we admire
I want to give it to you its my desire
But why you feared my flowers
Why they lose their living power
We can't hear their dying voice
Their death is our choice."
They clapped while you say" fool expose,
That's what I feel don't ask meh for a cause"
So love Give meh anything to play
This poem also we will delay.