I want to be the air
That gets to touch your hair
And also be in your lair
The one that always caresI want to be the sun
Coz I can see you undone
That gets to see all your fun
The reason why you'll need air and fanI want to be the moon
The one you'll look up to and swoon
The light that you need in the night
The one that for you, will shine so brightBut above all, I want to be happiness
The one you'll need to feel
The feeling you'll always need
YOU ARE READING
Sounds Of My Silent Cries
Poetrywasting my ink and all those crumpled papers for you