My Poem
The time I've wasted staring at you,
Caring for you-I had faith in you.
I would ask myself, "where will you go, will the world ever acknowledge you?
I have kindled this trust not only in you;
But in me...
I understand your worries, pains, troubles, but in the end the world will see;
This different side, of me.
This poem is about:
Me