When you look at Me
When you look at me
I wonder what you really see
Is it the things people say about me
Or is it the things you believe about me
When you look at me
What do you really see
Do you see the Honesty
That when you meet me you
Automatically thought we were
Suppose to be
Your like the Ocean
Im like the sea
If an ocean is different from a sea
Me and you are different than as you can see
Im like a rose
Im have sharp prikles
You are a Daffie
You are sweet almost like a taffy
Two different things can mix
The outcome depends if they are ful of Myths
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