I never thought to of  being like this
The fact that I would care this much bothers me
I hate the fact that they see you as a conquest
Like you are a mountain they wish to conquer
Please see that you are a being worthy of all graces
For you possess a beauty compared to Aphrodite
With a smile to compliment each action
And a laughter that would sought a soul
Yet people see you as a wild flower by the park
They tend to pick you out from your own roots
Appreciate you as if part of their collection
And slowly you die inside as they go on
Oh my, oh my, who could have thought of this
That I would care this much and still it bothers me
That I would go on everyday thinking of if's
If you would let me, I would give the stars
If you would let me, I would walk down this earth
If you would let me, I would court you everyday
So please tread cautiously, cause it bothers me