Why does this hurt so bad when it shouldn't hurt at all
And why were we so high up that we couldn't take the fall
I never knew that you cared for me, I always thought there was nothing
But now I realise I couldn't notice when I was running
Away from you and far off over the hills
But you held me back against my will
I couldn't take it anymore! I needed to be free
Feel the wind in my hair and the grass at my feet
Don't ever try to hold me back! Cause I won't stay
My calling is from a far, a long way away
Deal with all imperfections in yourself you see
And deal with the imperfection that you don't have me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem