Looking In The Mirror
I know how tolerant you were,
Forgave in great. Forgive in little too.
With you accustomed everything to share,
But I could never love like you.
It's clear to all now I was bad,
But wonderful self-confidence I had,
Denied that my insanity was true,
I useless longed and tried to love like you.
You catch me all my life
And you at last succeded.
I was a dreadful wife,
But only you I needed.
My instincts I considered as love,
Assured that was blessed from above.
Despising any social relation,
My cowardness I took for education,
Through all my human entity and nerve,
Your love by no way I can deserve
And nevertheless your love is true.
Oh! Grief to me! I never loved like you.
For what such animal as me is taking place
Amidst creations of the modern human race
And my conscience suffering from guilt
Desired to destroy that you have built?
I realized your feelings were true
When you have said I never loved you.
Believe me that alive I stayed
To get back all that I betrayed.
Just tell me what I am to do
When I can't be without you.
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