Im tired of the assumptions
The blame, the game, the lies
If only I could trust you,
You could see it through my eyes.
I choose to walk this path alone
Today you remind me why
My soul is weary from the battle
my eyes sore from the cry.
I know 'm far from perfect,
Innocence long since lost,
The choices I made have not been easy-
You have no idea the cost.
Stop trying to figure me out
Its something you will never do
For if I choose to open my heart
It will never be to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good read. -Lydia,13