Do she believe in me, strong back, upright walk, commanding voice, age never mattered, I was breed to be a man. Is she ashamed of me, best keep secret, seem to belittle me, said to be the best she ever had, well why do I feel sad?
Does she believe in me? I would love her, protect her against man’s evil, embrace her with GOD’s Grace, appreciate her curves but always look her in her face, so beautiful. Is she ashamed of me, do I walk funny, not look good enough, I mean I know I do not always dress on the fly but I think I dress, good… E….nough.
Do she believe in me, Like the president secret service agent I would take the bullet, jump in front of her eyes opened so I can face the bullet. Ashamed is she, maybe I do not hold her enough, do not display my feelings, on my shoulders enough.
Believe in me, does she? Know my heart over the words that my mouth is speaking, overstand my words, through the confusion of nerves. Feel safe with me when nightmares invade her dreams, Eve I am right here, I am not going nowhere, as softer breathing replacing your screams. Yet ashamed you seems.
Well, do she? Believe that I am a man first, a boy never, just young in love but mature clever. Ashamed she should never, I celebrate her, she should celebrate me, but I fear for whatever reason, she is ashamed of me.
Believe in me…
Where do I go from here...
"C4 aka CHAOS'
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