I once was your angel
your fantasy in the flesh
You once though I would stay
forever young at 17
17 came and gone
like the blowing of the breeze
I've matured and grown up
yet, you don't like what you see
I'm still the same inside
as I always was before
But because the outside's changed
I feel you don't love me anymore
Love me for who I am
and now that I look to be
Looks will come and fade away
but my personality will always stay
© 2004 Veronica M. Veenstra