you have a clue
that i feel blue.
in closets i had claws
and you know my flaws.
constant growing
sharp cutting
sauteed my heart
delicate feeling.
i shove my hair
and you laughed
but never understood
i'm started to change
the beginning to near end.
a loving care
i want to share
for you missed the color
i need to fill;
lapses steps,
unsteady glow,
and even so low,
but please i need to grow
only with you...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem