Would you tell me your secrets
Would you tell me your fears
Would you tell me who made you count your tears
Would you tell me your thoughts
Or am I banned from them too
Is this your life? Do I mean nothing to you?
I've been trying to help, to make you see
That there's nothing in this world
That you cannot be
But too many lies and too many scars
Have made you cold
Made you deaf to my pleas and oblivious to the world
So no matter the love, the words or the patience
It was never enough to fill your heart
Of the absence of someone that left too many empty spaces
So in order to understand
I had to leave this road
I had to take with me only memories
To fight back the cold
So I ask you again
Would you answer this question?
Would you tell me the truth?
Is this a game or was I more than your route?
To walk on at will
To abandon at choice
Was I more important,
Than last weeks news
In the end you'll have your secrets and I'll have mine
But please tell me one thing though..
For who is it that you rhyme?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem