You Let me see myself.
Myself is a clear picture of me.
I am broken inside
and only you and I know.
My smile is not always true.
You are the only thing
who knows me like a priest knows his sermon.
You let me question my deeds.
My deeds which I have made.
I try to only do good but it's not that easy.
I might act strong but I am weak as an infant.