There’s no way to get what you want,
That’s what I’ve learned recently;
No way you’ll get something to flaunt,
It never turns out how you want it to be.
You do all you possibly can,
To help with all of the pain;
Stepping up to be the man,
When you’re really crying in the rain.
You try to be kind,
To get into their mind;
That you’re their best find,
That they should leave the past behind.
All you want is to let them know,
To let them know how you feel;
But, you can’t, in fear they’ll dropp low,
Hoping they won’t need more time to heal.
I constantly think of her,
Can’t rid her of my thought;
Her laugh plays over and over,
The one thing that I’ve sought.
Sure, she’s good-looking,
That doesn’t change a thing;
There’s just something,
That makes my brain go 'Ding Ding Ding! '
Her smile,
Her voice;
Like tile,
Without choice.
My biggest question now,
Is if I should tell her;
And if I do, how?
How will she react after?
Certain things should be done,
Other things should not;
Is this just another one?
Another heart that’s been caught?
You don’t know who you are,
But, I’ll tell you right now;
Your heart is oh so far,
But, mine waits for you to vow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem