If I wrote you a love letter
With words sweeter than nectar
Then will you understand me
But then again how can you
When I don't even understand myself
What if I sang to you a love song
Will the words dripping from my lips
Make you feel me?
Will it help you see
That I'm not as heartless as I seem
If I drew you a picture
With ink or charcoal
Then will you see what I see?
Will the images in my mind spilt
Onto the blank white canvas
Make you see the real me?
What about a painting
Maybe oil or then again pastel
With colors and life
Vigorous lines and shades
will you see that I'm not so insane
Rather trapped
In my own mind
In an infinite maze with no idea of how to escape
Will you then pardon me?
If I were to write to you sing to you
draw for you or paint you
Then
Will you eventually
Love me for me?