Most days
Now
I have come to realize
You don’t hear me
I have become all the things you hate
About you
And most especially about me
Despite it all I still find I
Hope, I pray, and I wish I had
Some magical powers to make it go away for you
If I could I would trade places
Well without a doubt I would
Cause you may never know
How much I would give up
To make it better for you
Still my intentions
Won’t matter too much
The powers that be
Say this is your fight
No matter
How I wish it weren’t true
So again find myself sitting
On the sidelines
Watching
Trying to help
Yet failing miserably
Wishing again to find
Those words
That would help you
Know
I am here
My dear
For you
Always
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem