What must I do,

To show you-

What must I be,

To gain your approval?

Do you really not see,

That I’m yours?

I always have been.

Are you tormenting me?

Is this some kind of wicked game?

Because I simply don’t understand.

Listen to your heart

And look into mine.

There you will find all the answers.

There’s no need for pride,

For lies, or for doubt.

Why cant you just open up your arms,

Take me within them, squeeze me,

And tell me that you’ll never let me go-