A FRIEND YOU CAN TRUST
I.
When my heart feels so gloomy, I want a pen on my hand,
As well as a paper, so clear and so white,
Coz I want to express, all these burdens inside,
A shoulder to lean on, so effective, so nice.
II.
Writing is a friend, a friend that I really trust.
Coz I can say all the sentiments, that my heart wants to hide,
How great is the feeling, when I was able to write,
In a poem, all these heart felts, my mouth cannot shout.
I.
When my heart feels so gloomy, I want a pen on my hand,
As well as a paper, so clear and so white,
Coz I want to express, all these burdens inside,
A shoulder to lean on, so effective, so nice.
II.
Writing is a friend, a friend that I really trust.
Coz I can say all the sentiments, that my heart wants to hide,
How great is the feeling, when I was able to write,
In a poem, all these heart felts, my mouth cannot shout.
I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE
I.
I am a man, who really loves to write,
And I want all my thoughts to always be bright,
But there are times, my mind is on flight,
Where I want to write, but don’t know what to write.
II.
Likewise, this time, my mind feels so tired,
In a way that all words, my mind can’t admire,
But what I want is to set this on fire,
So I could write, all in me that’s inside.
III.
However, positively, I took this opportunity,
And wrote all these miseries, that are in me,
Now, I can’t imagine, how great writing could be,
I was able to reveal, all that’s hidden in me.
I.
I am a man, who really loves to write,
And I want all my thoughts to always be bright,
But there are times, my mind is on flight,
Where I want to write, but don’t know what to write.
II.
Likewise, this time, my mind feels so tired,
In a way that all words, my mind can’t admire,
But what I want is to set this on fire,
So I could write, all in me that’s inside.
III.
However, positively, I took this opportunity,
And wrote all these miseries, that are in me,
Now, I can’t imagine, how great writing could be,
I was able to reveal, all that’s hidden in me.
I LOST MY FRIEND
I
I have a friend, who trusted me so deep,
I am her friend, a brother she could keep,
She is my friend, a sister that I treat,
We both are friends, and that's what we really should be.
II
One day my friend, trusted something to me,
A thing, a secret, that she want me to keep,
Then she asked me, if I could keep that in me,
Then I said, "Yes, of course, you can count on me".
III
And so my friend, told that secret to me,
A fact, a secret, that I really should keep,
Shame to my friend, if someone would learn,
And so I decided, just to keep it in me.
IV
But one day, the secret was learned by many,
Because I, as her friend wasn't able to keep,
I told the secret, to a friend close to me,
It's too late, I've learned, the secret was revealed.
V
And so my friend, did felt so ashamed,
Her pride, her dignity, were definitely squeezed,
And then my friend, talked and said to me...
"You are my brother, the brother who betrayed me".
VI
From there, I felt, my heart was aching,
Because I broke, the trust that she gave me,
And then I said, "My friend, I'm Sorry...",
but then she answered, "I'm Sorry? You betrayed me".
VII
Then we parted, with our eyes so weary,
As well as our hearts, that are so uneasy,
It was my fault, Yes it is my fault,
I lost my friend, my friend who trusted me.
VIII
How I wish, I was just dreaming,
A dream, a nightmare, that was so annoying,
I hope that one day, I will be forgiven,
And so, our friendship, will be saved to an end.
