A Toy For You I Am Poem by amrita navneet

this poem is being written 2 my teacher
nd nt my parents...................


With the pains in my soul,
Of sorrows that cries alone......
I am laughing with express of joy
but yet........ you call me a toy

These pains are of honour
which is misplaced of mine....
'give it to me back' I say
but you understood,
when no time left

these sorrows are of no faith,
of no trust on me
as you never understood
how capable I could I be.......

A toy for you I am
I am just for play
how shall I make you undarstand
where is my way

I need my future back...
wanna live and
smile more brightly
to show you my track

A life thats free
where nothing to care
hope you guess
I want to be there!

say how shall I express
what I want to be
with just of your faith
I want to be free

For that to do
you need to trust
with love a bit on me
and later you see............How capable I be