Most my life I've ran in shame,
The rest I've hid for fear.
Each day I'd see passing by,
I'd see my errors reappear.
Most my life I've felt the doubt,
of not respecting wise advice.
People try to help me through,
but their way is not my life.
I have always tried to stay,
hidden deep away from harm.
I have felt and seen some things,
that can curse as well as charm.
My life has been so sheltered by,
the mistakes I made before.
And my discontentment with the way,
that I don't know what's next in store.
My doubts of late are wearing thin,
my walls have all been crumbled.
My fears are held back to the past,
I finally see the path I've stumbled.
It's you who brings me back to me,
It's you alone with me.
It's you who doesn't see yourself,
or dream of all that I should be.
Your love is but the same as mine,
unconditional at the least.
You and you alone have found,
perfection in the eyes of me.