You need to open your eyes.
What you don't seem to realise,
I am precious. I am a prize.
Do you care what my reaction would be
When your activities I see?
Those girls you follow,
How could you be so shallow?
The pictures you like,
Man take a hike!
I sometimes wonder what it is that you seek,
When lurking on those pages you peek.
It hurts that you make me compare
Others to how I appear.
What is it that you want from me?
Why do you make me feel like that, I could never be?
Tell me if there's something I lack.
Tell me if you want to go back.
How do you feel making me cry?
I shan't stand by,
And let you make me feel like I'm not enough.
I'll be fine. I am tough.
It sometimes feels like I am all alone.
'Cause you are often absent and I wonder where you've gone.
What is it that has your attention?
Give me a sign. Give me a mention.
I hate that I have often competed
With your past and present, which leave me defeated.
I don't know when to approach you.
How about you give me a clue?
You have no idea how much you mean to me.
That, I wish you could also see.
Open your ears and listen carefully.
I only hope I mean half as much to you as you mean to me.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment.