You
I
Come dressed in pessimism
With so many questions
Untrusting, unbelieving
Dragging some past pains
Rekindling the same low self esteem, that always brings me down
Scared, unsure,trapped,
maybe I already stopped caring
You
So optimistic
With so much energy, freedom
Loving with bold hands
Caring with bold hugs
Believing, never losing sight of the light
Fun spirit, fun loving
So strong, principled, philosophical
I look in the mirror
My own reflection, with my defections
I think of you
My own hero, leading me to perfection
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