I am tired of walking, my feet aur bruised up underneath. I find myself abandoned and alone.
No hope, no light, heading towards nowhere, but still holding on.
But deep down my heart,it says not to let go. I am still a little shrub waiting for rain of love to grow.
I still hope my love to come and hold me in his arms. Then there would be a day when I would smile with all me heart.
My heart bleeds but no complaints, because I know the best is yet to come.l believe, because I LOVE YOU!.