I've always wondered
When will there be a storm?
How best can I prepare for it?
I always seem to fall short
Oh my, how long?
Who knows when I'll be free
All my dreams
All I wish for each day
I don't know how to get there
I try to stand
But all I want to do is to fall
But I can't, not yet
I have to wait, a bit longer
For my princesses
To see them smile, to see them grow.
I'm out of options
My hands are tied
I'm forced to watch, to feel, to bleed
I want to help, you know I want to
What hurts more than to be helpless?
😥😥
CZYTASZ
OBLIVION
LosoweI write when I'm sad or bored, I just want to share my thoughts, thanks for reading☺
