NOT HER

I´m not her, beauty divine is not my line
I´m not her, when my hopes and dreams reside with me
I´m not her when I don´t want to talk about it
When I'm quiet, remind me to be biased
Truths and dreams only by your side, truly sired by your attire
My heart is now open, but yours is unwired

Was being original truly a crime?
Flowing back to my attire would truly be my desire
Days would have unraveled, picturing life through your night sky mysterious eyes
Was it arrogance? Was it desire?
When did doomsday decide to knock at my door?

Can you truly fall for someone´s intensity?
How was I even inspired?
Making me bawl but smile, why was I even unwired?
Easier by day, harder by night
Wondering when would you wire