As a child they tell you,
Be good, study hard
Be successful.
But what they never say is,
fall in love, find yourself,
be happy.
I listened to those voices,
I was a good girl, I studied hard,
became successful.
I got a good job,
I nurse the sick everyday,
giving bits of myself,
never expecting anything in return.
I pretend to be happy, smile and laugh with my friends
when inside I feel like part of me is missing.
I keep waiting for my turn,
to fall in love,
find myself, be happy.
I can't help but wonder,
will I find that man, who loves me,
understands me, worships me.
For now I stand on the sidelines
hoping, wishing, praying,
that being successful is enough.
But that sense of something missing
Just won't go away.
One day he will find me,
I will find myself,
fall in love, be happy.
Until that day I wait.
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