Her Pleading Heart

Since it have come to this,
Then i shall make my entrance,
For i live a perfect tale to tell,
A story that lots would repeat,
Though not so idiotically,
But very much near to the place that i have been.

Never did anyone dare to ask,
Not that i feel burden by it,
But what shall i answer?,
For the truth they add another lie,
When it has become my biography,
They dare to make it a fairy tale,
No princess that i am though i wish,
But here i am,
Still glad that i am just an ordinary lady.

My prayers is not what i gave up,
I keep asking,
Whining,
Complaining,
For none would be by my side,
Beside question my intention,
They have made up their own answer,
When i was astounded by the remark,
Cause there are times,
The feeling pain and lonely seems getting stronger from them.

Oh my true one,
My love and the one that i have wait for,
I am not Juliet nor you Romeo,
But i see as my warrior,
My saviour,
When you hold out your hand to me,
The me that you do not know,
The past that i have kept,
So truthful i fall for you,
But no,
I have to let you down.

No bell that rings my heart,
No festival that i shall celebrate,
Though there are times that i was tortured,
Revealing my truth will never be sweet,
When shall i ever forgive myself,
For i keep asking for more punishment,
Then cry a dry tear,
While i see you from far,
Somehow that one word from you that i hope,
And will always be hoping,
That one day i can grasp my happiness.