What you see is the way I smile
Even depressed I know that your worthwhile
But as soon as you turn away the tears start to pour
Yet I keep coming back for more
Its not that im sad
It more that im mad
Mad that you don’t know me well enough not to leave me
Mad you don’t ever make an effort to see me
Mad that you don’t like me enough to say what you feel
So no more of it be real
But that doesn’t mean I want to quit
On the contrary, quite the opposite
All it means is that we need more work than most have to
But it will be worth it, I see it in everything that you do
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem