Maybe I was being too afraid
but it proves that there aren't any genuine being
in you
No one wants to be hurt even a bit
or are you just not ready for it?
Spouting big wisdom
and trying to be a healer
but don't know how to deal
with uncertainty
and become anxious
then walk away
No such things
as trying
to put in
minimal efforts
to feel
to hear
to stay
to ask
to defend
to understand
no at all
I wonder if there's still pure in you
as I'm whining
I'm sure one day I will regret
If it won't be able to reset life
at least I could reset the relation
If that is you want
And here I am sure you would understand
Should I take that is just a shape of lie?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem