The best part of my day
Begins and ends with you
The worst part of my night
is me not getting the clue
You come and go
Without letting me know
Hiding your smiles
Under that perfect mask
And i do the same
Yet we never ask
Everything begins and ends
With my good and my bad
And all of the loves
That I wish I had
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem