On the pages of my eyes
I write it a hundred and thousand times
On the pages of my heart
It is countless times
Appears as though a toddler learning writing.
This has made me hated myself
I lost myself
And I found you
What makes every man
In the mind of a man are his thoughts
My thoughts are clouded by you.
Yes I have found you
And lost myself
My heart now thinks
But I found the love so hard
Heavy that I can't convey
It is hard to tell you;
That I am your love
That be my love
That you can be mine
That I can be yours.
I am tortured in my heart
And it has affected my entire being
My aura is full of emotions of love
You are my aura
But I can't still tell why I am speechless
Truly my taciturnity is my punishment.