The fears
That bring tears
The fears
Of that taken away
To never be seen
The thought of second best
To leave, to never rest
The want to stay with
To never watch them go
Yet will to follow their wants and needs
What makes them feel the best
You know
That you're seen
But can't help but think
That you're going to be put behind the scenes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem