As i feel myself trapped within my tears
And I Question myself why me for all these fears
As I feel myself scared over those brutal threats
And I Question myself y me for all these frets!
As I sit there idky memories from the past making me tremble
And I Question myself y me for all this harshly unimaginable
As I feel myself being lied and decieved
And I Question myself y me for all this grieve
That's when I realized they were people around me
Who had no eyes to cry
No feelings to feel
And no strength to remember
THAT DAY MY Y ME CHANGED INTO LUCKY ME
YOU ARE READING
Y ME!!
PoetryIts a poem basically on how you should be grateful for what you have rather than questioning God for what He didn't give.A thing which u take advantage of and don't value might be something another person s dream only . Value the things in life befo...
