I thought I didn’t feel the LOVE.
A thing of beauty,
a thing called LOVE.
That was an understatement.
I was unlovable and a fake
I was alone on that world of fate.
I had the chance to change that hate
But I blew it on my last take.
How come I felt that the world has gone?
It has left me cold with none.
Will I ever see myself become
what people would want I have done?
Self-worth! Self-worth, what have you done?
Would I run here or there at once?
To be hated, to be accepted?
Would i want to be corrected?
I want to feel that I belong.
I want to see what I have longed.
I want to know that You are here,
to keep me away from that evil smear.
That LOVE, That presence of yours… is the thing called LOVE.