All those masks you put on to impress me.
Everytime it is something different.
I don't want any more them!! I want YOU!.
I see you run around with a Knief in your hand. Everytime you pass me you hurt me. Everytime you ignore me you cut me open. I try my best to know. This is LOVE. But what LOVE is this? I have spent al of my life posing victim, giving my weapons to those around me who ALWAYS come and hurt me. Some don't even have that intention, yet I end up destroyed. I stand my ground now. Yet, I still wait for you. What else am I suppose to be? I can tell you to come get me, but see it is you who I have left my last hope with, and still I am lying... I have my hope for God, but I hope he will free me this time and take away all of this madness for everyone moment that passes, every moment where I hate what you are doing to me! It turns into the sky and changes into LOVE AGAIN.
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