A Piece Of Me

A friend of mine had me thinking about things lately...and because of him, I found myself exploring me...well, the one that used to have time to write. Doing so, I started to look at some of my old things...and I came across something I'd done years ago... It made me nostalgic. I think maybe I need to pick up my pen again. I wrote this back in '94. It might be interesting to see what kind of polish I've gained...not to mention insight...over the years.

Gifts

There aren't many people
I let inside my heart;
Too often they don't care enough
To see beyond the start.

They don't see past externals,
They don't look past my face.
I hide myself away from them
In a very private place.

When I thought I fooled the world
I found you standing there,
Looking past my outer self
Finding my heart bare.

You gazed inside and saw the truth
My hopes, my dreams, my fears.
You, alone, understood
I laughed to hide my tears.

I tried hard not to love you,
I fought so hard to hide.
You would not be pushed away;
You never left my side.

You're the only one who's loved me
through the good and the bad
And so I gave my heart to you,
The most precious gift I had.