The saddest thing is I remember How you use to look at me. All the beautiful things you use to Say to me to make smile. The little believe in your self notes In my lunch box. I cry everytime I see you because I am just a stranger.
My grandad was my inspiration just like My mum he in couraged me to write poems The sad part is he is losing his memory now
"Are you happy?", I asked him. "Yes I am. And you?", he said "Yes I am happy.", I replied because finally, I stopped writing poems about you, I whispered.
Girl, just find yourself And be your own sunshine Be that positive motivating force In order to keep everything in line Rise above those obstacles That simply weigh you down Let no one dull your sparkle Lift yourself and adjust that crown
Where do they all go the unspoken words Do they melt, into nothingness burning in the backs of our throats Or delve into the blue deepness of our thoughts a sunken treasure I think they hitch rides with the hopeless and the heartbroken Sitting heavy on shoulders
And I'm walking with the weight of the world and I'm walking with the weight of the world