Then:
I was incredibly naive, I trusted everyone
I was a blonde, Both physically and mentally
I was a blue wide-eyed girl, I believed in hope and dreams
Half-way in between:
I saw the truth, I saw that there was suffering in the world
I was no longer naive, I trusted no-one
I was suffering, both mentally and psychologically
I was still a young blue wide-eyed girl, but no longer believed in hope
Now:
I know that there are good things and bad things in life
I survived the pain and suffering I was pushed into
I now see both sides to the story;
The world isn't black and white, it is filled with extreme greys
I learnt that even in the darkest of nights;
There will always be someone there to help you out;
Even if it is the most unlikely source
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem