One day i thought of a notion; a notion to express my emotions
Other than music, poems was an unknown passion of mine
Thinking, living, dreaming of what to write
Finally one day i found it, grasped it in my mind
My literature, any moment in time, i wrote an opinion of mine.
Spending hours even nights to make it perfect; hopefully in anothers\\\' eyes
Now i have the strength to let it be shown to an outsider
But no one wants to see it, so be it, they are all for me
Let it be, \\\"an eyes for an eyes\\\", to thee
note:(this poems was about myself, how i would like people to read my poems. it is also a short story about my life before and now that i write poems.)
