Do you think I don't see?
Do you think I don't see the way you look at me with hate in your eyes?
How that hate hides something deeper?
That hate isn't directed towards me, it's directed towards you.
You hate it that you care, that you feel any thing.
You hate that you can't step out of yourself and admit your feelings.
Your last name is burned into your forehead as sure as the streak of lightening on mine.
We all have our scars, how deep are yours?
I know what I want.
I want you to say my name, my first name.
I want you to say it with the love in your heart.
Love, yes it's in there somewhere.
Deep, hidden, repressed for so long that it's hard to see.
But I see it.
I can see into your soul through your storm swept eyes.
I know.
I won't admit it until you do.
Can you see the passion in my eyes?
Do you even recognize it?
We are dark and light.
There's darkness in my life you are unaware of.
There's lightness in yours you won't admit you have.
I want you.
All of you.
You want me.
Do you think I don't see?
Do you think I don't see the way you look at me with hate in your eyes?
How that hate hides something deeper?
That hate isn't directed towards me, it's directed towards you.
You hate it that you care, that you feel any thing.
You hate that you can't step out of yourself and admit your feelings.
Your last name is burned into your forehead as sure as the streak of lightening on mine.
We all have our scars, how deep are yours?
I know what I want.
I want you to say my name, my first name.
I want you to say it with the love in your heart.
Love, yes it's in there somewhere.
Deep, hidden, repressed for so long that it's hard to see.
But I see it.
I can see into your soul through your storm swept eyes.
I know.
I won't admit it until you do.
Can you see the passion in my eyes?
Do you even recognize it?
We are dark and light.
There's darkness in my life you are unaware of.
There's lightness in yours you won't admit you have.
I want you.
All of you.
You want me.
Do you think I don't see?