I sit
So quiet
Wondering
Who am I?
Who is He?
My God
Why are you so hard to find?
Why?
Where?
When?
Will I see You?
When will I touch Your face?
When will You touch my heart?
Why not now?
Why not here?
Am I not ready?
I think I'm ready
But still, I feel nothing
I know that I should
But I don't
Maybe I should try harder
So again
I sit
So quiet
Wondering
Who am I?
Who is He?
My God
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow you are my age and you show all this emotion i wish i could have know you or met you in real your truly one in a million stacy! More people should be like you when they write especially at such a young age again nicely written :)