Didn't love myself enough,
To let you fall in,
Am I a sinner?
Differently not a saint,
Both cases, who am I?
To pretend, its okay.
Angels are from dust,
Humans are crushed,
In the other stories,
I might be a hero,
But thought
I feel like a zero
Who am I to pretend?
In the eyes of thee,
I could be heaven,
Perfection of the infection,
And in my inner skin,
Maps to many hold sins,
Who am I?
A name on a card
Maybe in myths perhaps,
And when I look
Deeply in the mirror
Who am I? I asked
Maybe nothing.
Or might be everything
Wish upon a cry
Tears are diamond
But full of emotions
Didn't love myself enough
To let you fall in,
How can I blame you?
When I didn't love myself
Enough to let you in
Sunday, November 5, 2017
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