We try to win hearts of millions but cant win the heart of our own.
We all have sadness but its so hard to keep it unshown.
When you look in the eyes of your friend what do you really see?
Do you see your friend or do you question, who is that staring back at me?
Giving your heart away means having to forget.
It useually ends up broken first and soon we start to regret.
Growing up means letting go.
Even though we have many friends, why are we still alone?
Life is never an easy road, there are risks you will have to take.
So live life the best you can, and in everyway learn to forget your mistakes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So true good write..........