To lay there unbothered
Let the stress float away
to listen to the waves
and sand between my toes
The sand warming me and my own little world
I want to stay here forever,
not in the real world.
Theres no problems here
no not any at all.
but i have to go back,
i'll just continue hiding behind my built up wall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
castles made of sand can float on the color of the wind, the waves leave sand between your toes; ; ; i like the way you lay your rose down in your mind. thanks