It's Just Me

What's wrong with me?
What have I done?
My love was shared;
It has only begun.

To unveil my weakness...
I won't turn mean;
but I'll build my wall,
so it can't be seen...

My mess!
My mess!
My Darling.

What's wrong with me?
Did I open to soon?
My heart cannot take this love from you.

I am sorry baby; I am sorry...
I don't want to hurt your soul.
I know what is wrong...
It is see. Love; it is just me.

by Donna Lee Womack

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