There in the stands waiting
For some one to help her
As she slowly walks home
Waiting to finds someone who cares
The life seemed to slips away from her
No grasp on how she feels
All the pain seem to wait in her heart
Waiting to be notice and not hidden in the crowd
With her flaws how could love her
light flash before her eyes
as that blade slides across her wrist
the feeling of pain leaves her body
no she waiting for the love to come
to her
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem