Poems from Sabeltje
I've always been a flower, delicate and soft
My beauty always praised, my presence always loved
I flutter in the wind, my petals colourful...
the wind brushes past meOh i wish i could seethe way it travels past the worldThe way it carries hurtful wordsthe way it carries love...
Do you ever get that feeling when the world a bit too much?when you feel like you are drowning, but you don't act like such.you pretend...