Just remember that you are special, special in a way
That no-one sees at times I know, the morning of each day
You mean so much to those around, they sometimes take control
And tell you what to do and think, it hurts your heart, your soul
They do not mean to hurt to, by what they say or do
It's just that they're so caught up, if only you they knew
They need to put you first at times, and this may seem so hard
But it's the way to touch your heart, your heart that's slightly scarred
So just remember who you are, and don’t let others take
The things from you that mean the most, the morning as you wake
Be strong and don’t be scared to speak, you have a right you know
Cos you are special, don’t forget, your fondest heart will grow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well, a very nice poem i like each and every phase good job! luwi