I am something forgotten
I am something lost
Something once begotten
And now outside I am tossed
I am someone loved
I am someone proud
Someone now, so far away, shoved
And now outside I weep out loud
I was something cared for
I was something with power
Something equal to a lord
And now outside I cower
I was someone high
I was someone feared
Someone that owned the sky
And now outside I am no longer dear
I was something hidden in a mask
I am someone sent from above
'Who am I? What am I? ' You ask
I am your heart, I am love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this Rebecca, If you can't talk to your own heart who can you talk to? Who knows love better than yourself?