This Uncouth waits
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I took a bath, cleaned myself,
For I was to meet you;
Dressed myself up, saw the mirror after ages,
For I was to meet you;
What did you like hearing, what did you like eating,
That was all that kept me occupied,
For I was to meet you;
And then, something struck.
It was not I that was meeting you.
It was the I, "you wanted", "made for you"... not me.
For I am an uclean, undressed, uncouth who does not require a mirror.
I talk my mind, have never bothered to touch pans.
Yet I am waiting to meet you.
Can you like the "real" me, not the one "decked for you"?
I took a bath, cleaned myself,
For I was to meet you;
Dressed myself up, saw the mirror after ages,
For I was to meet you;
What did you like hearing, what did you like eating,
That was all that kept me occupied,
For I was to meet you;
And then, something struck.
It was not I that was meeting you.
It was the I, "you wanted", "made for you"... not me.
For I am an uclean, undressed, uncouth who does not require a mirror.
I talk my mind, have never bothered to touch pans.
Yet I am waiting to meet you.
Can you like the "real" me, not the one "decked for you"?
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