She turns the corner,
Without even knowing where she is,
She can’t see or here.
She leans on a wall to feel safe,
And then she shouts out for help,
But everybody just passes her by.
She doesn’t know how to cope,
In a world so full of selfishness,
And she can’t even imagine about being happy,
At least not until she dies.
And then she knows she’ll be able to see and hear,
Everyone and everything.
So….She keeps saying to herself,
“It’s only time and time always goes by”…..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Someone is always there... just reach out....