I found a picture of us
I was nine and you were sevenYou had such a breath taking smile
What happened to the little girl
That drempt of doing the impossibleThat would hide behind
Her mom when she was shyThat would look at me
Like I was your protectorOr whenever you wanted to smile
But you don't smile as much anymore
And the things that do make you smileIsn't who you really are
I miss that little girl
That believed in herselfThat she could do anything
I'm sorry
That I couldn't protect you this timeI just want to see you smile
Smile like you used toYou deserve to smile
YOU ARE READING
poem for the ending of 2015
Rastgelejust a bunch of poems. some are from the internet and other I wrote myself.