Torej odlocila sem, se, da bom malo objavljala tudi poezije. Večinoma bo v angleščini, ker sem ugotovila, da se sploh ne znam vec izrazat v slovensčini. Skartka to je prvi del in upam, da vam je ušeč.

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*b*What happened to our childhood?*b*
Because I remember it all;
being happy with the world;
seeing light in every storm.
But what bothers me is
that I can't see when we lost it.
The child in us.
And I can't really remember when can I go play to escape the reality
turned into sleep.
I can't remember when the light we beared in our heart,
started escaping out.
Maybe when the world showed us its scars?
Maybe when the pain started being a scream in our heart.
All I wish was for the world to have meaning again.
For the pain to stop,
for the dreams to realive.
But I know that it can't.
Because the scars are already opened.
The world already fell apart
and happines got lost in my heart.
And maybe one day it will come back.
But I'm not so sure that by then I will know where happines starts,
and I will not be so sure if that is just the reflection of a girl I used to be-
of the girl that I now want to be.

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