They tell me that they care about me,
that they love me,
I on the other side
I don't see a thing,
Not even felling it
The people that care about me
Are saying that they only want
'the best for me'
And that only means harm
for me and my soul
The person I love just left
Thinking about it just makes me cry.
I can't and my heart will suffer so much that I won't be able to keep it inside.
YOU ARE READING
Comming To The Surface
PoetryJust a few words coming from my heart. Give it a try, don't be shy (^o^)
