She covers her ears
She tells herself lies
To blanket the truth
That she's hiding inside
Crying red tears
Speaking her mind
In her little blank book
With thoughts of all kinds
Clearing her head
Closing her eyes
She sees the past
She starts to cry
Thoughts of all good
They belong to the past
This feeling of warmth
She knows it wont last
Back to reality
She wants it to end
She hangs her head
And refuses to bend
She waits till morning
She' still holding on
Hoping for better
She knows to stay strong
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a sweet teenage expression from the heart... good one.