I am not loved because I am me,
But selfishly wanted for things I give free.
A me will often deny it and believe
The little one’s love is not naive.
A me will often be their friend
In hopes that love will come in the end.
Even to them, with the love that I give,
All I really do is help them live.
Edited by lotus, 30 April 2009 - 11:01 PM.