A new Face
By LostChild •
It's a new face and a new start
He enhances the beat of my heart
It's fresh and new,
Like the moring dew
When I first saw his face
A feeling of joy came into place
And new thoughts
Witch I started to embrace
The thought of having him beside me
Became more real to me
But, he was still a mystery.
But then I start to think,
Of him, whose name is engraved on my heart
The fear takes control over me
Not wanting me to see what can be
Why can't I just be free to be with whom I wish to be
And to see what I wish to see
Or to feel the feelings that are being harvested deep inside of me...
Why do I bare this curse?
Of being me...