Stranger what you think of me.
Is only based on what you see.
There’s so much more than what you think.
That disappeared with just a blink.
You know
I hid myself from everyone.
When my life became undone
Only to emerge again
Into a world filled with distain
But hey,
I’m not going back now.
No
I’ll walk different paths now
So
I learn more along the way
Stranger what you think of me
Limits your capacity
You put me in a tiny box
Tied with a faulty paradox.
You never looked into those eyes.
That almost made you compromise.
To see the soul that lied within
The hopeful heart that’s still sanguine.
But hey, mistakes can be made.
And yeah,
when prides been displayed,
You
Might just miss what could have been.
So
Stranger if you think of me
I hope it’s a kind memory
One that makes you reminince
Of the taste of our first kiss.


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