this poem is being written 2 my teacher
nd nt my parents...................
With the pains in my soul,
Of sorrows that cries alone......
I am laughing with express of joy
but yet........ you call me a toy
These pains are of honour
which is misplaced of mine....
'give it to me back' I say
but you understood,
when no time left
these sorrows are of no faith,
of no trust on me
as you never understood
how capable I could I be.......
A toy for you I am
I am just for play
how shall I make you undarstand
where is my way
I need my future back...
wanna live and
smile more brightly
to show you my track
A life thats free
where nothing to care
hope you guess
I want to be there!
say how shall I express
what I want to be
with just of your faith
I want to be free
For that to do
you need to trust
with love a bit on me
and later you see............How capable I be
Dear amrita, Please read the poem 'Alone' and 'pledge' by catherine rica cossico. Alone and your poem, both compliment!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
someone who is close 2 u but play with ur feelings&love as toy this poem reprsents the painthat comunity...........wonderful; ; ; ; ; keep it up