Short Line Iii

Do you hear me now, now that I'm crying Each tear flooding your life As if I was your angel of light Glory doesn't shine on this face I'm far from the golden touch Growing up Sprouted my life to be crazy Cheering up Should be easy Its easier said than done Look at yourself You've won He held her hand He didn't hold mine Every friendship I've had Was a complete lie Poet or rapper There's a difference And it has to do With personal reference Love is unfair to the hopeless They desire affection But their love don't show it Convict me as a mental case Love at first site I fell in love with your face