Someone Special

When will I meet someone

to whom I can pour my heart out,

without being judged or criticised.

When will I meet the person 

to whom I will share my world.

I feel so lonely,

I feel so hurt.

When can I meet my confidant?

My heart has become too heavy to hold.

I am too tired:

I don't know how much will I last.

But I have to, I have to 

put on a cheerful smile

stand in the sun and the moon,

let it shine on me,

So I can hide my sorrows.

I hope I find my four clove

and tie an infinite bond.