You're always so quiet,
barley speaking out.
Keeping to yourself,
but inside you want to scream out.

I know what its like,
to hide all your feelings,
to be afraid of love,
to be in need of healing,

you're inscure,
just like me.

but my darling,
theres no point for you to be.

to me your perfect.
to me your great.
but you dont feel that way,
only thoughts of self hate.

You and I,
We are the same.
both soilders in the war of life,
playing a cruel game.

but one day, we will meet,
and make each other see
that we are perfect for each other,
we are meant to be.