A place called Neverland,
Where Wendy meets Peter Pan.
A man who truly loves a woman,
Unfortunately, I'm not that one.
I'm the one who is always here,
But cannot be seen and hear.
I'm the one whom consider as invisible.
I'm the one whom you never call.
In this place called Neverland,
There's no chance I can hold your hand.
Tinker Bell is my name,
And our feelings will never be the same.
I'm not Wendy,
And she will never be me.
I am Tinker Bell,
Whose feelings will never tell.
I may not be your Wendy but you're my Peter Pan.
I'll be here waiting as I stand.
One day, We'll be holding each other's hand.
I hope everything will happen in this land.
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Unsent Poems
Poesía"Poems I made with tears, Poems I'll hide for years." English Poems Compilation about One-sided and Hopeless Love
