Thursday, April 28, 2005

I know

Its all too easy to complain
The grass is rarely ever green enough
But every now and again
I have to stop and acknowledge
Acknowledge the one who made me
For I am perfect in his eyes
He knows the contours of my being
Every single facet of this self
Sometimes I break into a song
Cos I know there's only me
People never really understand
What lives beneath that charming smile
No matter what you think of me
It'll be as it was meant to be

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