What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see the heartbroken girl you left so long ago?
Do you see the women i've become,
That I got over you so long ago?
And do you think this poem is about you?
That I still think about you as I did?
Do you still think I remember you as my fallen angel,
Who came to pull me through?
Do you still think I see you as my tiger,
Who I used to hide behind?
Do you still think I'm easy to please?
Do you still think of me late at night?
And do you think this poem's about you?
Well guess what,
It is.
I laugh at you both that you don't see who I am,
I feel sorry you can't grow up,
Because my fallen angel flew away,
And let me see past the shadows of his wings,
And my Tiger took to the jungle,
So I could play with my Magpie,
What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see the heartbroken girl i used to be?
Or do you see the woman I've become?
Can you see that I don't need you any more?
That I haven't for along time?
Now i'm going to go to my Magpie,
Who flies above to keep me safe,
I'm going to be with my Magpie,
As he stole my ring, he stole my heart.
No i see you as Holly, nothing more, nothing less leaving out all the rest. As for the tiger im sure he will never read this
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lol this is an old poem and your right tiger won't read it, and magpie won't either lol but then he already knows how i feel: -)