Spring is here but everything is just so bleak,
Like a tree in the bitter cold, every blow of wind takes away a piece of me,
A baobab I thought I was,
Able to survive with no fat leaves to store my water,
I thought I was strong enough to withstand the north and south winds at the same time with my trunk full of water,
But I guess the water was kept for tearing!
Seems my thoughts are just a dream, a desire I strongly have deeply rooted in my soul,
I am nothing but a tiny little flower,
Fragile to the harsh conditions of the world,
Doctor, doctor please take away the pain,
I can't take no more of the feeling in my heart, make it go away,
Deep in my soul my problem resides,
A connection exists between the two, separate them NOW!
'Living In Lonely Years' spells my name,
I guess that's why they named me Lily :)
I was born to be there for Everybody,
Help Everybody find happiness and closure,
Everybody comes to me for advice,
Everybody leans on my tiny yet broad shoulders,
Everybody is such a lucky being,
I wish I was someone's Everybody but I guess that's not my destiny,
I was made to be Nobody!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Jesus will tell you who you are? The picture you painted is not you. You need to find you In Jesus is the true you So beautiful that you can imagine You are God's own He loves you.