Torn heart from you.

You take my love for granted..
And one day you shall see..
That in fact I don’t belong to you..
You belong to me.

You know me on the outside..
But on the inside you don't go..
Fear will come upon you..
As I morph from what you know.

The inside is a secret..
Hidden where you can’t find..
All you know of me..
Is the beauty and the kind.

But the time approaches quickly..
And you will fall from grace..
In fact I long to see result..
And the look upon your face.

No one makes a fool of me..
And your heart will be one torn..
I guess between two roses..
I am but a thorn.

Micro Kouklitsa 2005