When we pass in the halls.
What is that look you give me?
Do you know that i secrectly wish that you will call?
Do you want me or should i leave?
When you close, your eyes who do you see?
I wish you see me
I get scared i just want to flee.
I just wish we could be.
I feel like a prisoner in my own skin.
I wish i could say hey i like you
Just let me in
Can't you see, whats in front of you is real?
This is not a lie; my love is the real deal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem