A piece of me

     You once asked me a question I couldn't answer.
     I truly can't tell you who I am,
     But I know what I could be for you.
     In your hands I'm a paper.
     You can fold me, paint me, or print on me.
     You can do with me as you whish...
     If certainly you and me are to belong.

     Why can't human been be independent?
     Why can't I survive completely on my own?
     Why do I need you to survive, if I don't even want you?
     Why do I suffer when I don't have you?
     Why can't I just be alone?

                              But all at the same time  
     Where are you now?
     Why can't you be here with me?
     What will I ever do without you?
   
                             Cause independent of what I want, I know what I need.


  I love you