I hoped that you would find me here,
you would be so surprised.
To see the me I'm afraid to conceive,
the me kept on the inside.
I always try to let her shine,
but this outward figure hides her view.
Her heart could melt a thousand winters,
maybe she could fall in love with you.
Naive enough to think,
that trust could be felt.
That fate is not you're fault,
only the heand you are dealt.
So many facets of myself
I see from time to time.
Each hidden, but brought out
by silence, and by my silent crime.
Tears are the easiest memories,
the sun shining up above.
Trust my most resistant enemy,
Loneliness all I know of love.
