Nothing to hide my shameful face;
Will I forever be told lies,
Or will my pleas be muted cries?
Where are the words I longed to hear,
You feel so far though you're so near;
Your second too soon, would be too late,
When feelings change, I'd learn to hate.
You've always been my selfish dream,
To me you are my everything;
But now it's over, you're not my king,
No more, today I am the Queen.
February 28, 2009 at 12:19 AM
nice poem.
February 28, 2009 at 7:25 AM
wee~ salamat!...