I know I’m not perfect
But this story doesn’t make sense
Why put me through it at all
When you know I’m gonna fall
Why does it feel so weird
For you to see that this is real
Why must I sacrifice
When I know it’s not a worthy prize
Why let me carry on
When you’ve known it all along
I just wouldn’t survive
Without you to help me by
It’s not what it seems to be
This story of you and me
Not angels to obey
We’re bound to go astray
Arent you the shepherd that guides us all
Then why must you make us fall?
A great start with a nice poem, Asnaa. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Aasna! I always admired your poems. Exquisitely you write your thoughts. I hope you are hale and healthy.