Category : Poems

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When I was little I always

 Looked at the sky, 

Now I don't even remember the color, 

I always walk with my head down.
 When I was little my goal 

Was to be happy, 

I haven't really smiled for a long time, 

Even if I still hear jokes

 And there are people

 Who want to see me happy.
I can't even see with my eyes open, 

'Cause my heart went out with the flowed tears.

I don't even remember the colors,

I always walk with my head down.