When you look at me
What do you see?
A pretty lil' girl with a dream,
or someone plain with a scream,
going through her head
with nothing to be said.
When our love was done and over,
I thought it would last forever
I'm tired of being hurt every single time I try
It always ends up in a cry
I loved you so
I don't know if I'm ready to let you go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem