I was young and innocent.
Your little fights made me cry
I used to dream of your silence,
I used to wish between my tears
That this would end forever
So I would have no fears
Then your little fights turned into wars
And every word would make me cry
And every time I looked into your eyes
You would say “everything’s fine”
I realized, soon, is not fine
To pretend being unbreakable
To lose your hope and soul.
How can everything be fine
When one has a broken heart?
But now I’ve grow
Now I understand
You said you did it all
Because you loved us so
Now I’m ok
Let’s pretend this never happened
Let me wash your tears away
I will always be here with you
I will never let you down
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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