caught in between
who am I and who i'll be
Lost in crazy streams
starting to lose my Dreams
Found myself in acity
where air is filled with Pity
all the seasons look the same
Life is locked in Dullness frame
Covered with crying sky
No happy face passed me by
Suddenly my colors are fading away
Im dressed in black and gray
Sadness wore my face
Happeniess became mis plased
Here I am following a crowd
walking aimlessly and wondering around
Srounded by Hearts Heavely Broken
and Tears on Cheeks are Frozen
Eyes are masked with illousions
Faces wrinkled by confusions
My eyes caught the Tears
Myheart is Filled with Fears
I put my Head down
I wore thier famous frown
and...
here we are walking around the city
where the Air is filled with Pity
Sarah Ibrahim ©
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sarah your poen is creativly wrote especially the way it ryme +10 from me -Layla