By Wenhui Wang (htewwh@mail.wzptt.zj.cn)
Date: 15 September 2000

Don't ask who I am .

Never did I say I've been anyone,peaky for anyone.
Never did I think whether it was right or wrong.
When you look into my eyes,  weariness is you that will found.
I always feel tired when I face myself.
I also need someone to accompany.
Don't let my heart to be breaking,
Let me feel no rue when I'm in deep love.
Actually,I'm not the one they described:
Full of thorn,hard to comfort !
It should not be a sin to love someone,but why I tear over and over again in the late night.
Why I only can  hug loneliness to fall asleep every night.
Life like this has no pleasure.
Don't Ask me who I am,
Please love me !
It seems that no one can understand me.
Men like me is not so  many, why make me so bitter.
Don't ask me who I am,
Face me, please !
and look at the tears that rolled dowm my cheek.
There's no difference between and others, but my heart is easy to hurts, break!
Oh, Love me, please !
Don't let me feel so bitter any longer,
Don't ask me who I am.


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