Yes I'm a great pretender
But these are the days of my life,
All I long for,
Is someone to love.
I was born to love you,
But in my defence
I'm under pressure
Because love kills.
I want to break free
From the pain that sides in me
Guide me home
To a place of my own.
Does this need to be
For me to break free
Living on my own
I would be so alone.
How can I go on
with you long gone
There's more to life than this
Sometime soon there will bliss
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem