How am I to know what's real or not
You never really do
Until you take a chance but by then your heart has made its move
You cannot leave
You cannot realize things that blinded eyes cannot see
What's real and what is fake
Wanting one thing is real
But those intentions I cannot take
I just want a love we can create
And give a heart that will not break
But I can't give my all
When I'm unsure if I'll be caught
If I choose to fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem