My life compares thee to a cold winters day,
falling with a hope of satisfaction,
knowing you disgrace me,
unsatisfaction fills me with a bitter taste.

You see me in a different way as you should,
seeing me as a lion paing back and forth in a barred cage,
waiting for you to come rescue me from....my self.

As i look in your eyes,
i can see through your soul,
as if you are there,
and i am here,
thinking of you gives me the chill,
running up and down my spine.

Your soul can not be broken for mine can be,
your spirit shall not be torn,
for mine will be,
saying my last words to you as if the world is turning in the opposite direction,
telling you how much i love you.