By Daisy--annaharris@hotmail.com
Date: 11 February 1999

The Real Me, Hidden

I look at you and I want to tell you how I feel,
Just how much I love you.
But there's no words to describe it,
It's just a feeling that only your heart can know,
Neither mind, nor hand can begin to understand
The beauty and perfection which you acquire.
I don't deserve you,
But for some reason you still come to me.
You don't even know the real me,
Do you trust me that much?
You shouldn't, I've deceived many,
But I've never been in love,
And this love I have for you,
It is immortal and unforgettable.
Therefore I will show you the real me slowly,
And hope that your love for me won't die.