I wish you could see what I feel,
Within me, there are wounds to heal.
Maybe, only you could get that done,
I forgot what it is to feel fun.
I wish you could help me break the wall,
My desire is lost in doubt.
Feeling like a doll,
Nothing can I think about.
I wish I would never cry,
But the tears remind me of passed days.
If only I could fly,
I would never recall your face.
Lost in doubt
© Copyright: Ортиков Диёр, 2020
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