dear teacher
Teacher,
I don't know If you will read this,
probably not, but still.
You never told me how you felt in that time,
and I don't think i will ever know.
But yeah...
If you look at me how do you feel?
Can you tell me if the guild in me will heal?
and what goes around in your head?
Everytime you see me, do you see me as a threat?
Can you tell me what you think when you look at me?
When you look at me what do you see?
Do you feel hate, do you want to stab me in the back?
See how I'm tripping I am a total wrack.
I had a dream, about my mistakes,
i can see how my heart breaks,
I can see how it went on replay,
but with no mistakes.
As If someone is trying to teach me something,
while I am laying in bed, dreaming.
Why I have this dream and what can it be?
What do I have to learn, what do i have to see?
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