Real me

[masa]

What I get?
What you get?
It may be an illusion
And we may only want to believe
That we have it

What I say?
What you say?
If we don't express
Our thoughts and feelings in words
They may not be understood nor reach one another

The present time
Starts here

A woman never runs away
A woman never hides away
In order to survive
You should not want to be healed
Without fighting

A woman never shows her fears
A woman never shows her tears
In order to survive
You should not easily
Show your tears to someone

What I need?
What you need?
Maybe it's all right
So long as I have desires
And am not satisfied

What I lose?
What you lose?
Maybe I have heard enough of people saying
That they knew the value of something
Only after losing it

Love:
It's here

A woman could be dangerous
A woman could be generous
In order to survive
We cannot always be
Such good girls

A woman could be having fun
A woman could be like a nun
In order to survive
We cannot be kind to others
If we don't know pain

A woman never runs away
A woman never hides away
In order to survive
You should not want to be healed
Without fighting

A woman never shows her fears
A woman never shows her tears
In order to survive
You should not easily
Show your tears to someone

A woman could be dangerous
A woman could be generous
In order to survive
We cannot always be
Such good girls

A woman could be having fun
A woman could be like a nun
In order to survive
As I know
You see the real me




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Edited by AHS Staff
masa's site