Can you ever love me for myself; for being who I am through and through?
Can you love me with my imperfections?
Can you see me as I am and not as what you want me to be?
Can you love me for me; for my mistakes and for speaking without thinking?
Can you love me even when I am unreasonable?
Can you see me as I am and not for the angel you seek?
Can you ever love me for me; when I cry because I am hurt?
Can you love me when I am sad, without having a reason?
But most importantly, can you see me, as I am and not as what I once was?