YOU

by sheena tuttle   Sep 10, 2004


Your just an image of my imagination
from my so-called dreaming dream

i want you to know I'm here right now
but I'm someone you cannot see

outside I'm the mean one
the gurl who never shouts

on the inside I'm just me
screaming get me the hell out!

how will you ever save me?
by setting the heart free?

my heart will be your always
but my soul stays with me.

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