Shall I Compare Thee?
Shall I compare you to a preacher
Because it was so hard for you to notice me ..
A preacher that was not able
To see me.. not listening to him..
While you.. doesn’t know
That I’m here loving you
Shall I compare you to a Roses
Because whenever I try to hold it..
My hand always bleeds..
Whenever I saw you…
I always get hurt