Cant you see!
Cant you see me standing here?
Cant you see all my fear?
Cant you see the tears I cry?
Cant you see that I’m trying to say goodbye? ...
I sit here staring out my window,
Looking at all the pure white snow,
Wondering…do they know?
Did I hide it or let it show? ...
Sometimes I wish someone would ask if I was okay
Or even how was your day I mean is it really that hard to say?
Well, last night I had a dream about the sea
I remember that it was very dark and empty
And the voice telling me to flee
And then I woke up now was this a dream? ...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem