When I'm looking myself in the mirror,
Wondering if the man was known, "terror"?
Why such that lovely thing is afraid for?
When I am near she choose to close the door,
People tell what others jokingly hears;
Merely believes for the thing she could dares,
But fighting a heart's desire, a true fear!
I'm just thinking if you really show care,
For the time I intend for you to hear;
Thoughtful words greet you anytime at all,
Kind words really hard to tell and recall;
But you're just a child with a worst nightmare,
Making me a gore, flesh-eating monster!
Don't you know beast had nice stories to tell?
