Finding yourself first!
You want someone like me, but me you do not
see.
Looking in places where your heart can be
free.
Yet here I am and you don't see me.
Too many times I have sat by with eyes
closed trying not to cry
If yours could open and only see, open your
eyes and look at me.
Those longing thoughts I try to hide, hidden
beneath my sorrowing eyes.
Time moves on into days and weeks, years
have past and still no peaks
No inquisitive thoughts on you and me, so I
wonder what is wrong with me.
Between the years of you being blind and me
being lost, Hiding behind my eyes.
Today I woke up and realized, before you can
look at me,
I looked in the mirror and had to find me.
Jodi Ann Love
Copyright ©2007 Jodi Ann Love
--------THATS RIGHT I AM A PUBLISHED AUTHOR SO NAH NAH NAH NAH---- LOL
