Can you protect me
From prying hands?
Can you pick me up
When I fall down?
Can you shield me
From hurtful words?
Is it took much to ask,
Can you hug me?
Can you listen
When I need to talk?
Can you accept me
For how I am?
Even with scars?
Can you assure me
That you’ll always be there?
Can you love me no matter what?
Even with a dysfunctional family?
Not living in perfect conditions?
Looking like hell every day?
Tearstains on my cheeks?
Bruises all over me?
Broken with missing pieces?
Can you still love me?
like it... a lot. sounds like a conversation i've *felt* with my guardian angel... it's real.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice questions...Wisdom manifesting itself through you, my friend, deep and excellent write!