Do you see the world through open eyes?
Or do you live life blind?
Because if you do then you might as well living life in blind lies,
Believe me, that life is not a happy kind.
I've been worried about finding true love,
That I was blind to my group home family's and my friend's love.
Because when I thought I found the one,
I threw everything away for someone I thought loved me,
And in the end I found out those feeling were never true,
And the ones who truly cared left me without a goodbye.
If only I would have open my eyes,
Then I wouldn't now feel alone and blue like the skies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem