I can't wish you into loving me,
worthy as I be,
if you can't see it,
if you don't know,
I guess I'll just have
to let go
of this battered bruised dream,
this once so achievable thing,
that took two all the while,
or was destine to end up
in the broken hearts pile.
So if you can not see the prize,
and you've lost sight,
of who and am,
I know I can't make you see,
what it is you mean to me.
