She is beautiful
She is special...

I will tell you
God is my anchor...

Today you told me
I could see in your eyes the scare...

Can't say or do anything
Cant even hug at all...

Tonight my body aches
for the touch of your hand...

My heart is seeking for that one
who is sent to fill that space...

How can one be beautiful
when so empty inside...

In sickness or in health
Being poor or filled with wealth...

Does one ever know from
whence love comes...

My dear girl
You feel and think you don't rate...

You make a poor choice
You learn of something unreal...

Your not alone
Yet you may feel so...