2016-06-05 - 11:05 a.m.
Sometimes I need you just to show me that love is still pure and true I don’t expect our story to be just another running cliché I bet each of us have different strategies to play Sometimes I need my solitude although they tell me it’s no good How will I ever get to know you? If you have no respect for my privacy, then there isn’t much I want to do They can say I’m crazy but they just don’t want to see It’s not that simple There’s this real fear for any potential troubles: How do I know that you’re safe enough for me? I may not be anyone’s ideal beauty, but I believe that I am worthy How will I know you won’t clip my wings and treat me like a property? Sometimes I’m afraid I’m not going to lie to you; my thoughts are dark and full of dread Will you put up with the darkest side of me or will you run off for your life and sanity? Sometimes I do Sometimes I don’t Sometimes I do what you won’t and I believe it’s vice versa too Can we be more than just ‘sometimes’ or am I expecting way too much? R. Writer@work. (Jakarta, 31/5/2016 – 7:35 pm)
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