Who got you where you are?
how did you come to lay your head
Upon The wisps up near The stars?
When did you break free fom somber reality?
And why did you leave me?
Do you no longer need me?
It’s funny I’m always the one
Left needing
As my friends prosper
I force a smile.
I should be happy!
But truth be told
If I could be happy
I would be happy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem