1. Maybe,
someday I'll be worth your caring,
worth your trust,
your sacrifices.
Until then,
I'm sentenced to be the cancer,
in your vulnerable chest,
the everlasting pain,
ripping your gentle heart.
2. You see,
I'm nothing but a tortured soul, weeping and weak,
and no matter how hard I try,
I'll always carry my burden alone.
- N.S. 12/2013
Sori taas, jos on kielioppivirheitä yms. :)
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