Could I sing a song with you
The girl will never look at me
So I split myself into two
The beautiful side that I see
Doesn't even exist in this world
Still I bring him out for the girl
I risk my life for her
Hatred contols my ugly side
Maybe I don't really exist
Could she bring me to life
Am I on the dead people list
Seen by my unknown wife
I start to breathe, hope stayed
She posioned me with her words
My beautiful side started to fade
Rain comforts my fallen body
I think I'm about to die
A voice tells me ''No, Not Yet''
I start to taste the light
Without ever having sight.
Victor Osorio
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-one/
