I PROBABLY TRY TO HARD EVEN FROM THE START. HIS EYES ARE DIMMED FROM THE PAST AND THAT BLURR'S HIS SIGHT OF ME. I WISH HE COULD SEE HOW HARD I FIGHT FOR HIS LIGHT.... FOR HIM TO SEE ME NOT WHAT HE'S AFRAID I'LL BE... I JUST WISH HE COULD SEE ME.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem