I was told I was pretty and not to cry
I was told I was ugly and needed to die
I was told I was needed by you in your life
I was told I was worthless and needed to die
you gave me flowers
so I cried for hours
Itried to hide my pain to keep you happy
I hid my arms to stop you crying
now you've left and I'm all alone
and now I think about love and I ask myself
Do you love me?
Deep passionate feelings nicely brought forth with clarity of thought and mind. Very heartfelt with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing, Christina.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
such a nice start, Christina. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks