I am the kind
you will never find
The one who gives
Even if she doesn’t receive.
I am the one purest wine
The clear and worthy
The one who believes in word
Without doubting in mind.
I am the one called stupid
For being purest among the cruellest
The one who loves with all her heart
Even when she never receives it back.
I am the one with the darkest scars
Yet I paste the beautiful smile
I know before you say me
Adoring me isn’t your cup of tea.
Believe me, I am the one
Who just wanted you to say
Good or bad; whatever it would be
I would have accepted all.
Trust me you; I am the one
who tuned the song
of your smile, all the while
though it meant; the pain will be mine.