I wrote this a little while ago. Remember, I like comments/suggestions!
Now who knows me like you do?
and who would want to?
Do I only have to wonder?
or will you show me bliss?
I put myself on the line again
But don’t we love to lose ourselves?
So I look for love
at the bottom of this empty hole
I look up to find ceaseless skies
But they don’t look like they keep to themselves
So I find that I lost them
at the end of my time
Now who knows me like you do?
and who would want to?
Do I even want to know?
or will I learn when it ends?
I heard “love thyself 'fore you love them”
but who can contest to that?
for the lovers only find solace
In the arms of their soul mates
I keep falling for the rest
but I can’t even stand for myself
So wouldn’t I rather run away
to the end of my time?