Ето още едно на английски..не е кой знае какво,но пък ми хареса замисъла..приемам всякакви поправки и критики

I feel like i`m fragile
and this world scares me to death.
Nothing now can make me smile
after the hurricane nothing`s left...

The silence is my only friend,
my savior in the night..
Even though it doesn`t seem to mend,
I pray for a flash of light...

Don`t want me,
it hurts too much!
Just feel me
with the summer wind`s touch.

I`ll be in my soap bubble,
but around you I`ll be
like the wings of a butterfly
my blown kisses will remind you of delicacy.