She takes a sharp look into the mirror
Maybe she don't like the small dark tiny spots at the edge of her skin
She nodes to the music playing on her pods eager to get out and run the day
Most days just be like the last nothing much different this last few weeks.
The boy she kissed last hasn't been acting right
She just isn't sure where that friendship is going next
She believes deep and loves even deeper but she has been hurt before
What love is there in the world if she can't have some for herself?
It is not her kind of thing to put her heart on the line anymore
She knows she can and she just might
What's the gain in giving all to those that don't deserve it, she ponders
She has a few more attempts at love in her heart she knows but she thwarts the thought of hurt
Maybe love just isn't for everybody at times she thinks
She deserves it deeply but her turn hasn't really come yet
Cupid hasn't been kind and she trust timing is everything
In the right season she just might trip and fall in love, she knows she can.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem