I stare and read
Words unsaid
Words unread
And wonder…
Could it happen to me?
Happy faces
Joyful laughs
Iridescent love
I keep wondering…
Could it happen to me?
I guess I’m pretty
I guess I’m smart
I just have trouble
With my heart
So tell me…
Could it happen to me?
Will it happen to me?
I stand in my tower
Looking out the window
Seeing the world through
Tiny eyes
And I hope…
That it could happen to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem