No one can break me.
No one can chase me.
Unless it's you.

For years I have adored you so.
For months I have told you so.
And was surprised to see you standing at my front door.

But I believed.
Truly believed in time you would see me.
And all I have to offer you.

None should doubt me.
None should prompt me.
Unless it's you.

Born with confidence to get what I seek?
Make no apologies about anything interesting to me.

Cause I believe.
Truly believe that we were meant to be.

Woman, protect her.
Love her, against evil forces.
Be your strength, be her force field.
Reveal to her, why she important.

Woman, accept her as she is.
Try not like others to mold her.
An independent woman stands out.
Only the coward bother by her.

Woman, a sincere one stand in your corner.
Not afraid to address your wrongs.
But if you are weak, eventually she makes you strong.

Kind, charming and delightful.
Brillant, determine enough to make you admire her.
Without that woman, what would you be?

Love her with all sincerity.

Sometimes, we toss words of expression with rage.
Without concerns for other feelings.
Somewhere, someone have heard, "I can't stand you".

Or even I see why I hate you?
Those moment of anger mixed with moment of truth.
And no number of apologies will change their opinion about you.

Who in the heat of rage find common sense?
Then make the situation worse with "Those words I said, I didn't mean".

But it was your moment of anger, moment of truth.
It happens, sometimes built-up rage gets the best of you.

Here, we go again.
You said I don't love you.
I guess you forgot all the things I've done for you.

I guess you're suffering memory lost.
Even that comes with a cost.
When you think of the effort I put into us.

The sacrifice I made to keep a smile upon your face.
What more?
Do you need?
I am doing my best to keep you happy.

I like me.
I like everything about me.
I like those mistakes I make.
They made me a better me.

I like my eyes, my nose, my face.
Ok, I like me.
Nothing, you can say make me hate me.
Because I like me.

I do hope you like you.

I like my willingness to learn.
I like my determination to earn.
Might or might never ever get rich.

But within my soul I am wealthy.
Because I like me.
From my head to my toe.

Now, you know.