Gazing up at the stars
I'm wondering why life is so hard
I'm wondering why people aren't who they say they are
And to every simple thing there's a complicated thing
I'm thinking about my deep, personal secrets, and how nobody else knows
I'm hoping that I can trust my self with these secrets
If I can't trust my family, or my friends
Than surely I should at least be able to trust myself?
I smile to myself as I look at the stars
Millions of stars..
2000 stars for every mistake I've ever made..
1000 stars for all my regrets..
That's a lot of stars..
And yet there's not nearly enough for all the times I thought about you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is brillant. Really. That's so beautiful. I just don't have the words, Sylvia... 10 +++