You read my words, you not see
You think you see me, but you wont see
You think you heal me, but I nothing feel
You think you help me, but you know Im helpless love
I'm waiting for the searching
I'm waiting for the runners
I'm waiting for the hunting
On someone who's not there
And you know I look deep in every eye
You know I never leave myself
When you reaching, to trying to be
When you reaching, just to feel me
I'm your little town
I'm your scared life
I always come in time
And I will come back to you
In all love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
................................................... a deep waiting! ! ! a patient waiting a nice work! ! !