At the bottom of my heart,
was sitting a small angel.
she was just me.
same like me.
I was sad,
she was most happy.
She always laughed.
I thought she laughed on me,
but then i understood,
she was laughing,
because she knew how stupid was i.
I cared for others,
not for me.
but this was such a big dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem