How can you say you love me,
With your gentle smile,
perfect words,
and white empty eyes?
What right have you,
to hush my cries,
with a soft kiss?
You, an angel of light,
in the seemingly dark world.
To hold me tight,
and not let go
To kiss my cheek,
when I wan't to die.
To tell the truth,
and never lie.
Why do you save me,
from myself,
and tell me,
it'll be okay?
Why do you,
think about me,
and worry about me,
as I do you?
Why has perfection,
met myself,
me- this shattered reflection. |