I am loving, free
I wonder how my life will be like when im older
I hear people who need faith
I see the world as a beautiful yet ugly place
I want to see the world
I am loving, free
I pretend to be a perfect person
I believe in almost everything
I touch the sky when I am happy
I worry about my friends around me
I cry
I am loving, free
I understand that everyone hides behind something
I say be yourself, your not alone in this world
I dream
I am loving, free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow that poem is amazing Jacqui. It is so intense.