At the End

How do I change me
Are we meet to be
I sit back and take what I can
Please wise up and be the man 

How do I change me
Before I set myself free
I know I am not perfect-don't you know
I do not want to see you go

How do you change you
With all that I am put through
You are all I want
Some how I need to be blunt

How do you change you
When I do not know what to do
I thought the tears on my face
Would stop since I felt your embrace

Something tells me we are at the end 
Should I leave while you are my best friend
Something tells me somethings got to give
My love for you is here-it does live!!

Rachel Thibeault
January 2010
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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