Poetry

I'm far from perfect,
closer to broken inside,
not the angel you see
when you look into my eyes.
I've wished you didn't love me,
'cause I know I'll never deserve you.
You're so much better than I'll ever be.
 
I've wished I could walk away
set you free,
but I'm selfish inside,
I could never let you go.
I'll hold on to you
till my fingers bleed
and I drown in my own tears.
I'll hold on to you
till the day you look past the love in my eyes
to see the devil inside.
I'll hold on to you,
and live each day
to become the angel you see,
when you look into my eyes.