Touch

The first thing from you that I heard

Telling about me

Was that I was morbid or absurd

Think about me

Is it the only thing you're able to say

Can't you give me your kindness

Cuz in my life my only aim

Is to give you all the happiness

I know that I'm not pretty

No change is possible on my face

But the trouble is not me

Even hidden I want you to be blessed

My empty eyes turned over you

Meeting the most beautiful smile

Everytime I try to get on through

The only one I find is to die

I know there's many rivers to cross

But I still have not found

A way to take in the mirror a glimpse

Or anything to give me my peace of mind

I know that I'm not what you'd want me to be

Not the kind of person you could have loved

Not the girl you'd judge so pretty

But are appareances so important in real love ?

© Miss Zarashake

August 21st, 1999