wrote this a couple years ago..

I look at you and I think about how it must be like
To see me with your eyes
I wonder how you see me
Underneath all the lies
The make-up
The beauty I work for
So hard
That I become sore . . .
I wonder what you think of me
And then what I do . . .
Is I wonder if you think of me
The way I think of you.
Will you love me?
Like I love you?
Will I like what you see?
Or will your sight . . .
Finally bring me to my knees?

Aww. Love bites, does it not? Is that about an ex of yours?

That's really good. Good job!