All these thoughts and feelings are crowding me in like a bottle that crowds a genie
I am that genie
That has so little space to move
And the one who put the spell on me is you
The only way I can be broken from this curse is if you set me free
It feels as if that isn’t going to happen
Because I’ve been in here for so long and I just lost all hope left
No matter how much I beg for someone to set me free
I t can’t happen because you’re the only one who can
I am a genie in a bottle
And I’m waiting to be set free
So please won’t you come on over and do this for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hands of powearful love.. Why must I be held in anger... so i have honor for ur family.bless~♥