Poems from busybee
Your tears shake me and your smiles make me
When I pray it's your name that first comes to me.
Before me, I think of you.
I look at myself...
I am broken but I am not
I have lost but I have not
I didn’t have a chance but I have
Because hope does not leave
It insists to sustain me...
Surrounded all around are things of all kind
things I cant function without but things that i dont need
my need is what I have to find when...