MY PAPA
When I struggled with school
You were there to teach me
When I was in despair
You gave me hope
When everyone downgraded my standard
You believed in me and gave me reasons I must understand
When everyone saw in me a broken soul
You saw a broken soul healing broken souls
For once I wanted to quit
But you sustained me with reasons I must continue
When I had a wrong impression about poetry
You showed me that a pen and a paper can save a broken soul
I thought poetry...
You were there to teach me
When I was in despair
You gave me hope
When everyone downgraded my standard
You believed in me and gave me reasons I must understand
When everyone saw in me a broken soul
You saw a broken soul healing broken souls
For once I wanted to quit
But you sustained me with reasons I must continue
When I had a wrong impression about poetry
You showed me that a pen and a paper can save a broken soul
I thought poetry...